Текст песни Frank Iero and the Future Violents - The host

I can't stand the fun we're havingDrifting off and rambling onWith high roads full of mass contusionsMy crippling fears, and your designer jeansYou're choking on all your good decisionsWhile I'm basking in what I settled for(I never wanted to want much more)Unmade bed and blanket statementsYou're playing house like we're home aloneOn and on, so far goneOn and on, I'm so far goneYou're choking on all your good decisionsWhile I'm basking in what I settled for(I never wanted to want much more)

What have I waited for?I'm running out of timeI'm running out of timeI'd give up everything all for a glimpseOn and on, I'm so far goneOn and on, I'm so far goneOn and on, so far goneOn and on, I'm so far goneAnd you're choking on all your good decisionsWhile I'm basking in what I settled for(I never wanted to want much more)I'm looking for a signI'm looking for a signI'm looking for a signI did it right
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