Bullets For My Best Friends Counting Days Lyrics

The day that we all been waiting for,
The day we always look up to.
The day that never will be seen
We are the ones that make things true
We are the ones that kill for you
We are the ones that will be treated as someone else

When you lying there awake,
Don't you ever wonder why?
Something always comes around.
And you know it to
When your eyes are closed like this,
will you ever be found?
will you ever be fine?
will you ever be found?

Why do we always complicate,
things that never will be same.
It's so much easier to just let it out.
Why will all this fall apart,
when we start to build something new.

When you lying there awake,
Don't you ever wonder why?
Something always comes around.
And you know it to
When your eyes are closed like this,
will you ever be found?
will you ever be fine?
will you ever be found?

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