كلمات All New Engine

This decision is like running in circles It makes no sense; it's like talking stupid The decisions that you make so plain to see it's obvious Predictable, yet nonetheless I keep on breathing You wake up and get out of bed you're in shambles You're tumbling back as the story unravels And every time you say none of this makes sense to me In a world that all seems make-believe Is there any hope for me? Is there anyone out there worth trusting? And I feel the same a feeble attempt just to clear the fence That I have around me From here on out its blue skies and miles of new car scent This feeling is dumbfounding And I'll feel this way again Probability nine out of ten And if this reoccurs I'll have a friend to help me keep on breathing Every time that you fade away I'll try my best to keep straight faith This marks the dawn of a new day In all surroundings