One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten
We line 'em all up, to knock 'em down again
We don't always see, what's behind those painted eyes
One thing is for sure, you know that they don't lie
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten
We line 'em all up, nothing to defend
It's so easy to say, that the day will come and pass
The arrow of time stands still, too much to comprehend
My mind is full of uncertainty
As we fall forth through eternity
Your peace was lost with your mind, to speak
Fallen to gods of velocity
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Just another wasted day
Under the setting sun
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One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten
We line 'em all up, to knock 'em down again
We don't always see, what's behind those painted eyes
One thing is for sure, you know that they don't lie
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten
We line 'em all up, nothing to defend
It's so easy to say, that the day will come and pass
The arrow of time stands still, too much to comprehend
My mind is full of uncertainty
As we fall forth through eternity
Your peace was lost with your mind, to speak
Fallen to gods of velocity
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Just another wasted day
Under the setting sun
We line 'em all up, to knock 'em down again
We don't always see, what's behind those painted eyes
One thing is for sure, you know that they don't lie
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten
We line 'em all up, nothing to defend
It's so easy to say, that the day will come and pass
The arrow of time stands still, too much to comprehend
My mind is full of uncertainty
As we fall forth through eternity
Your peace was lost with your mind, to speak
Fallen to gods of velocity
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Just another wasted day
Under the setting sun
Writer: Mark Betthauser
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid