Can't you see that I'm trying to get through to you?
This door keeps slamming on my hands
I'm thinking about the way you used to be
The one who sang to me
Your song keeps playing in my head
Maybe I should write it down
And turn another page
Then just rip it out
There's so much left to say
We live tonight, again and again
And it's all I've ever wanted
All I've ever dreamed and more
And I'm sure that when my friends wake up
We're somewhere
In the middle of New York and California
Where are you? Where are we going to?
I've got wheels on my bedroom floor
And oil in my closet
My best friends all live next door
Do you remember all the things you said?
Turn back another page like I never left
Until I leave again
We live tonight, again and again
And it's all I've ever wanted
All I've ever dreamed and more
And I'm sure that when my friends wake up
We're somewhere
In the middle of New York and California
Where are you? Where are we going to?
It's just another stretch of highway
I never asked for ordinary time and time change
If I rewrote this it might just sound the same
We live tonight, again and again
And it's all I've ever wanted
All I've ever dreamed and more
And I'm sure that when my friends wake up
We're somewhere
N the middle of New York and California
Where are you? Where are we?
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Artist: The Black Dahlia Murder
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Artist: Avenged Sevenfold