This is the firework you’ve already shot and even if you’d catch it,
It will blow in your hands.
You know I’ll always be there for you, every breathe in I take you know I owe you.
My hands are broken, my heart is open.
I promise it won’t be the same now just tell me we will be alright.
Don’t tell me I Lost It All Tonight.
If “seeing is believing” then I’d rather go blind.
Don’t tell me, I Lost It All Tonight.
Tell me, do you remember that we lied awake on the sand?
Can you imagine that it one day end.
I’m not the same now; I know the damage I’ve done.
My hands are broken, but I’m not Dunne.
I promise it won’t be the same now just tell me we will be alright.
Don’t tell me I Lost It All Tonight.
If “seeing is believing” then I’d rather go blind.
Don’t tell me, I Lost It All Tonight.
This voice is shouting so hard, I cannot think of something else,
I know I was wrong, I know I’ve made a thousand of mistakes.
I swear I know the best for me.
I’m not gonna let you get away from me.
The proceeds of this extensive compilation of punk and rock go towards the healthcare costs of beloved musician Dan Wild-Beesley. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 21, 2017