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Woorden: Front Runner (The). Summer 2003 Demo. Mirror Days.


Repetition is a cobweb I have gotten used to all my life
when each day is like a mirror image, I swear I've seen this all before
the sky has fallen, the sun burnt out, the leaves all blown away
I don't think I can get myself to wake up and face another day

When it feels like, nothings going your way, and you wanna be new again...

Say what you mean, cause tomorrow might be too late
if you wanna start all over
And feel what you feel, cause today is almost over
if you wanna go back to sleep

Repetition is a cobweb I have gotten used to day by day
when each face is broken, battered, and bloody, I swear I've felt this way before
the sky has fallen, the sun burnt out, the leaves all blown away
I don't think I can get myself to wake up and face another day

When you find out, nothings going your way, and you wanna be new again...

Say what you mean, cause tomorrow might be too late
if you wanna start all over
And feel what you feel, cause today is almost over
if you wanna go back to sleep
Front Runner (The)