This could really awaken you
it could make you or just break you down
It takes a certain kind of sickness to stick around
You fell apart in a bad dream
You're throwing punches as hard as you can
A nightmare, they come out too slow
They won't call it a comeback
If you get distracted by
All the bright lights, all the free highs
It will pass you by
It's almost like you've got this bomb
and it's strapped to your chest
You're begging for attention
But nobody notices, and no one cares
You fell apart in a bad dream
You're throwing punches as hard as you can
A nightmare, they come out too slow
They won't call it a comeback
If you get distracted by
All the bright lights, all the free highs
It will pass you by
See, I would never want to take it back
I would never change a thing
I wouldn't ever want to start again
because I have learned from my mistakes
I would never take it back, I would never change a thing
I wouldn't ever want another chance
because I have learned from my mistakes