Lyrics

Pacing the floor
Losing my mind
Checked every door
Still couldn’t find
Standing in the sun memories rewind
written on my face never seen a silver lining
They say to let live and let go
Hear the funeral march coming down the road
It comes in like a freight train
Without a warning or a word
It’ll never look the same way
We’ll never be the way we were by
Again
There’s a map on my skin
Where the past is inscribed
Standing on the sharpest edge
I feel most alive
wanna slow it down wanna scream it out loud
nothing stops the hurt at least nothing I found
They say to let live and let go
Hear the funeral march coming down the road
It comes in like a freight train
Without a warning or a word
it’ll never look the same way
We’ll never be the way we were
Again
Written by: Bobbie Allen, Jeremy Lutito, Tristan Bushman
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