I've been talking to a friend, They tell me this circus never ends That's alright I know that scene But, all that juice'll make you mean And every little secret feels like gravel in your soul And you find yourself believing it's all under control
But, you're going too fast to avoid the cost Trying to get back what you never really lost.
I remember all to well The way you built your private hell 'cause every time you turned your back Another stone would make the stack You live your life in pieces so it doesn't mean a thing Claiming not to notice any consequence it brings
But, you're going too fast to avoid the cost Trying to get back what you never really lost.
Isn't it a sad surprise When you see it's all a compromise There's what you have and what you dream And life is somewhere in-between And you wind up throwing curses at an undeserving moon Contemplating verses from an early Dylan tune
But, you're going too fast to avoid the cost Trying to get back what you never really lost.
You're going too fast to avoid the cost Trying to get back what you never really lost.