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Letras: Flatliners (The). The Great Awake. July! August! Reno!.


Wake up and welcome to the realization that it's over for everyone
We'll be bowling out...
Throwing it all away!
I'd say "without a doubt in mind,"
But I've never been so afraid...

Today's the day that you will see everything fade away
and down the drain.
It's closer than you think...
It's closer than you think.

You see a smile, you see it.
And it calls for your faith.
You hold it close to your heart.
And watch the sincerity excape.

We sing until we black out and rain on your parade
Our hunger pains have blinded our recognition beyond belief

We've made mistakes (Where were you?)
But not enough to tolerate your bureaucracy
Why feel shackled by our dreams?
When we could just it all away?

What do you do when doing what you love gets you nowhere?
It gets you nothing.
These loaded guns are nothing until they're fired
You love the liar in me, and you can never get enough
These eyes are finally opening
You're watching us come alive

We can sit and wait for nothing, as the time begins to fly
If this phone call is the end, can you really say goodbye?