In a dead end town Tied to apron strings All our friends have left Destined for better things Nothing to do No education
Can't afford a taxi to the station It's the end of the line Got nowhere to go And we've got nowhere to be So what's stopping you from leaving here with me? There's nothing left for us here
Let's face it We're losing sight of our dream Let's chase it Leave our mediocre lives behind
Living Each Day Blind I'm sick of struggling Just to get through it The time for talking is over
Let's do it Nothing you can say will change my mind Living Each Day Blind The kettle is on The water is boiling One more cup of tea And I'm out of here Shut the door Keys in the letterbox
Pause to wipe away a silent tear It's the end of the line Got nowhere to go And we've got nowhere to be So what's stopping you from leaving here with me? There's nothing left for us here
Let's face it We're losing sight of our dream Let's chase it Leave our mediocre lives behind Living Each Day Blind I'm sick of struggling Just to get through it The time for talking is over Let's do it Nothing you can say will change my mind
Living Each Day Blind For once in my life You don't get to touch me any more And I'm free For once in my life You don't get to touch me any more Listen to me... There's nothing left for us here
Let's face it We're losing sight of our dream Let's chase it There's nothing left for us here Let's face it We're losing sight of our dream Let's chase it Leave our mediocre lives behind Living Each Day Blind
I'm sick of struggling Just to get through it The time for talking is over Let's do it Nothing you can say will change my mind Living Each Day Blind
Compositores: Daniel Francis Hawkins (Daniel Hawkins) (PRS), Justin David Hawkins (Justin Hawkins) (PRS)Editor: Chicken SoundsECAD verificado obra #6577281 em 05/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM