Bar-ba-sol

When I woke up I could see
the daylight had already passed me
It was such a fight to fade away to sleep
It’s a fugue, I’m on
Fallin’ to chase down the dawn
Well I fell every night as it turns into light
With my eyes just shut tight

Sailing all alone
I thought I made it home
But I threw it all away

Oh where I’ve been sold and spun again
All before me like a dream
Falling in between
I feel sick, I feel nervous
I know just what I did to deserve this
Oh I know it’s not a dream

Keeping quiet, laying low
Holding on to what I don’t want to know
Til the daylight turns to ash and blows away
Missing keys, bloody nose
Consequences of what I chose
Keep running into me
Don’t want my memory
It all comes so deftly

Sailing all alone
I thought I made it home
But I threw it all away

Oh where I’ve been sold and spun again
All before me like a dream
Falling in between
I feel sick, I feel nervous
I know just what I did to deserve this
Oh I know it’s not a dream
Oh, where I’ve been sold and spun a—

Oh, where I’ve been sold and spun again
All before me like a dream
Falling in between
I feel sick, I feel nervous
I know just what I did to deserve this
Now I know its not a dream
Oh where I’ve been sold and spun again
All before me like a dream
Falling in between
I feel sick, I feel nervous
I know just what I did to deserve this
Now I know it’s not a dream


Written by: David Cook / Danny Grady / Steve Slovisky / Chris Wojtal / Jade Lemons

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