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late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
red light, can't stop so i spin the wheel
my world goes black before i feel an angel lift
me up
and i open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white
they flip the siren, hit the lights, close the
doors and i am gone
now i lay here owing my life to a stranger
and i realize that empty words are not enough
i'm left here with the question of just
what have i to show except the promises i never
kept?
i lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight
of my regrets
i hope that i will never let you down
i know that this can be more than just flashing
lights and sound
look around and you'll see that at times it feels
like no one really cares
it gets me down but i'm still gonna try to do
what's right,
i know that there's a difference between sleight
of hand,
and giving everything you have
there's a line drawn in the sand, i'm working up
the will to cross it
rhetoric can't raise the dead
i'm sick of always talking when there's no change
i'm sick of empty words, let's lead and not
follow
late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
red light, can't stop so i spin the wheel
my world goes black before i feel an angel steal
me from the
greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in
with steady hands
they've given me a second chance, the artist in
the ambulance
can we pick you off the ground, more than
flashing lights and sound
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