Bad Days - Fear Before The March of Flames

On the bad days

we remember all of the wrong fears

all the open ears

we think we live forever

and then we find out we’re dead

all that you gave is now gone

turns out it’s not worth keeping

i can’t do this anymore

some people aren’t worth your time

what’s on your mind baby Mary

Barely remember your name

don’t bother sorting our heart

and getting me out of?

i never say what i mean

at least i mean what i say

Don’t you know happiness is a (?) in the lead

all i ever wanted was to

love the one that came before you

all i ever wanted was to

love the one that got away

I’d take it up but i’m not even trying

i cannot tell you how long I’ve been lying

we think we live forever

and then we find out one day

all that you gave is now gone

what was that anyway

on the bad days

we remember all of the wrong fears

all the open ears

We wish our lives were different

but they wouldn’t be our lives

i keep my eye on the prize

and the pen to the paper

always, always

no one understands you

no one understands