Turnstile - NEW HEART DESIGN

Do I really have a say?
Change is guaranteed to roll in like waves
Running all around to redefine and re-begin
Praying for a chance to lock in

When my eyes get blurred I'm losing my design
In a crowd, I'm lonely all the time

You know you really gotta leave
But the sugar never tasted as sweet
Eighteen years and ain't it funny how it feels
When you start to find out
Life's real

When my eyes get blurred I'm losing my design
In a crowd, I'm lonely all the time
When the lines get blurred I'm losing my design
In a crowd, I'm lonely all the time

Undefined

"Oh Daddy, please, please, please come home
Please come home
Please, Daddy I love you, bye"

Written by:
Brady Ebert, Daniel Fang, Franz Lyons, Brendan Yates, Pat McCory

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Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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