Another Chance Songtext
von The House Jacks
Another Chance Songtext
Feel the pull of a dichotomy, i′m drawn beyond my limit.
Splitting head's mind roams aimless halls, different rooms.
A corner of yourself you lock away before you let yourself deal with me.
Words hover in grayness; thoughts unreconciled with deeds.
I try to fill the shoes that have been made for me.
And when i′ve had enough i'm like a child again, crying when impeccable ideals yield to reality.
I'd love to have another chance to steal your heart again.
Now we walk in different circles, constructed so we seldom coincide.
Seeking strength in other people, avoiding meeting eyes. Sometimes honesty can sting more than a lie.
Apologies, excuses, out of mouth not out of mind.
I try to fill the shoes that have been made for me.
And when i′ve had enough i′m like a child again, crying when impeccable ideals yield to reality.
I'd love to have another chance to steal your heart again.
I try to fill the shoes that have been made for me.
And when i′ve had enough i'm like a child again, crying when impeccable ideals yield to reality.
And i′d love to have another chance to steal your heart again.
Splitting head's mind roams aimless halls, different rooms.
A corner of yourself you lock away before you let yourself deal with me.
Words hover in grayness; thoughts unreconciled with deeds.
I try to fill the shoes that have been made for me.
And when i′ve had enough i'm like a child again, crying when impeccable ideals yield to reality.
I'd love to have another chance to steal your heart again.
Now we walk in different circles, constructed so we seldom coincide.
Seeking strength in other people, avoiding meeting eyes. Sometimes honesty can sting more than a lie.
Apologies, excuses, out of mouth not out of mind.
I try to fill the shoes that have been made for me.
And when i′ve had enough i′m like a child again, crying when impeccable ideals yield to reality.
I'd love to have another chance to steal your heart again.
I try to fill the shoes that have been made for me.
And when i′ve had enough i'm like a child again, crying when impeccable ideals yield to reality.
And i′d love to have another chance to steal your heart again.
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