歌词
I'm waiting
So you better make up your mind
You're tasting
The patience
Is aging all the time
They may say you're wasting
Your life
But every time you cry
I feel a little more inspired
I'm saying
Things that I don't even like
I'm tracing
The pages
Wasting all my time
They may fade but baby
You'll burn bright
Cause every time you die
I feel a little more inspired
Falling to the ground
What goes up must come down
Still you
You aim so high
Addicted to the sound
The crying of the clown
Still laugh
Laughing all the while
You're hating
Things that you don't even mind
Discretion gets heavy
Every single night
You tell yourself it's nothing
Keep it light
But every time you lie
I feel a little more inspired
Falling to the ground
What goes up must come down
Still you
You aim so high
Addicted to the sound
The crying of the clown
Still laugh
Laughing all the while
Struggling to get by
Tired bloodshot eyes
Lose sight
Lose sight of the prize
Tried and denied
Live until you die
And I
I will be inspired