Rescue me from boring times it`s a story
i know line by line different deep on the
inside, isn`t different if you have to try
i`m borderline day after day waiting to
get knocked off my feet again time
passes by like a slow parade waiting to
get knocked off my feet again knocked
to my knees again. the measurements of
my success, are always measured in not
making sense my motivation`s taking
bets it`s apologies or arguments with a
head filled full of cans and can`ts. i try
and try and try to remember why i
think it`s now or it`s never. i`m borderline
day after day waiting to get knocked off
my feet again time passes by like a slow
parade waiting to get knocked off my
feet again knocked on my knees again.