the clock is ticking
our days are passing by
we're here, we're waiting for
the climax of our lives
won't someone tell me
what i'm doing here
miles above the earth
with no pilot here to steer
my direction, is good intention
i got time to spare, no time to spare
no time to waste
my intention, is good attention
so you can hear me when i say

tell me why i'm falling
i try to stand up tall and
do the things that i believe in
tell me why i'm trying
it feels more like i'm dying
right before your eyes

i don't believe in
fact or fiction
it's just our rendition
of what we see
i see a world of searching
while i'm screaming 'please don't hurt me'
but they don't hear me
no they don't hear me


so tell me why i'm feeling
better of not breathing today
so why am i still breathing
with nothing to believe in


Lyrics submitted by blinkguitar2

Salvation's Gone South song meanings
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