Strung out and broken A boy wastes away Picks up the bottle And drinks it down before he hits the stage! He's got to setup the show He doesn't know where to throw it So he just throws it away He sees the man he could be Then as he falls to his knees, he rips another rail
Always said he'd be the one But it's only just begun Living life as if you're dying tomorrow Always knew you'd be someone One wrong turn and it's all gone Living life as if you're dying tomorrow You're flying too close to the sun!
Sex fueled and lonely Fucked up and dumb Spent all his money on a drug dealer on speed dial no.1! He knows he'll die on his knees He feels like he's trapped in a cage Why should he care anyway? He sits and lights up a smoke He pulls it back 'til he chokes and rips another rail
Always said he'd be the one But it's only just begun Living life as if you're dying tomorrow Always knew you'd be someone One wrong turn and it's all gone Living life as if you're dying tomorrow You're flying too close to the sun! The sun! The sun! You're flying too close to the sun! Flying too close!
Always said he'd be the one But it's only just begun Living life as if you're dying tomorrow Always knew you'd be someone One wrong turn and it's all gone Living life as if you're dying tomorrow You're flying too close to the sun! You're flying too close to the sun! Flying too close!
Compositores: Agra Bruno Waddington (Bruno Agra), Danny Robert Worsnop, Jeffrey Scott George (Jeff George) ECAD: Obra #17093489