Delusions of Grandeur - From Autumn To Ashes

Pressing on about our business

Comfort is getting too expensive

Hot shots for the pigeons with a death sentence

Your something like a pistol that’s been polished bright

But if it never leaves the holster it can never save your life

I need a meaning I can get behind

To be alone is to be alive

A better message to subscribe to

To be alone is to be alive

Set sum I’m an hour older

Mile markers punctuate the shoulder

Harboring delusions of grandeur

Your something like a canvas that’s been stretched and primed

You can become something priceless

Or you can be a waste of time

I need a meaning I can get behind

To be alone is to be alive

A better message to subscribe to

To be alone is to be alive

This is the best time to be alive

To be alone is to be alive

Consider where complaining gets you

To be alone is to be alive

Were living much too

Were living much too comfortably for me

Keep drifting

Keep drifting aimlessly

Stay with me

Stay with me

We’ll stay busy

Stay busy

On endless trips to anywhere

To end up where we’ll be

I need a meaning I can get behind

To be alone is to be alive

A better message to subscribe too

To

be alone is to be alive

This is the best time to be alive

To be alone is to be alive

Consider where complaining gets you

To be alone is to be alive