"Front Row Seats To The End Of The World" as written by Gavin Burrough, Ryan Richards, Matthew Davies-kreye, Kris Coombs-roberts and Richard Boucher....
You never feel it until it's too late
You never see it coming
It hurts my head when you tell me that everything's alright

I've tried to write something meaningful but I feel I've lost my stride
Can't think of anything witty or flattering tonight
You lie to me and I'm getting bored of this stupid conversation
It's no fucking interrogation so quit while you're behind

Open your eyes and look outside
It's gonna fuck you up and leave an empty shell
Dressing better is a bigger tell
Your best lipstick for annihilation

I've tried to write something meaningful but I feel I've lost my stride
Can't think of anything witty or flattering tonight
You lie to me and I'm getting bored of this stupid conversation
It's no fucking interrogation so quit while you're behind

Keep on closing, closing your eyes
Keep on closing, closing your eyes
Keep on closing, closing your eyes
Keep on closing, closing your eyes

I've tried to write something meaningful but I feel I've lost my stride
Can't think of anything witty or flattering tonight
You lie to me and I'm getting bored of this stupid conversation
It's no fucking interrogation so quit while you're behind

I write some words on a scrap of paper
Tied it tightly round my little finger
Can't think of anything that would make it worth the fight

Falling slowly with the little numbers
Every time I feel like hating someone
Can't think of anyone that would make it worth the fighta


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"Front Row Seats To the End of the World" as written by Kris Coombs-roberts Gavin Burrough

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    Lyric CorrectionYou’ll never feel it until it’s too late
    You’ll never see it coming,
    It hurts my head when you tell me
    That everything’s alright.

    I’ve tried to write something meaningful but i feel i’ve lost my stride,
    Can’t think of anything witty or flattering tonight,
    You lie to me and i’m getting bored of this stupid conversation,
    It’s no fucking interrogation so quit while you’re behind.

    Open your eyes and look outside,
    It’s gonna fuck you up and leave an empty shell,
    Dressing better is a bigger tell,
    Your best lipstick for annihilation,

    I’ve tried to write something meaningful but i feel i’ve lost my stride,
    Can’t think of anything witty or flattering tonight,
    You lie to me and i’m getting bored of this stupid conversation,
    It’s no fucking interrogation so quit while you’re behind.

    Keep on closing, closing your eyes.

    I’ve tried to write something meaningful but i feel i’ve lost my stride,
    Can’t think of anything witty or flattering tonight,
    You lie to me and i’m getting bored of this stupid conversation,
    It’s no fucking interrogation so quit while you’re behind.

    I write some words on a scrap of paper,
    Tied it tightly round my little finger ,
    Cant think of anything that would make it worth the fight.

    Falling slowly with the little numbers,
    Every time i feel like hating someone,
    Can’t think of anyone that would make it worth the fight.

    (From the band's Tumblr page)
    MichaelHutcheonon March 01, 2011   Link
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    My InterpretationLove the chorus.

    i feel he's talking to somebody, but that someone doesn't seem to get it and he's losing his patience.

    listening to the album on the fb page and LOVING IT
    n1ghtraid3ron March 11, 2011   Link

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