Texty
Well, well, well, if it isn't the
Those feelings I tried to avoid
Well, well, well, if it isn't the
Those feelings I tried to ignore
Here we are
We're still here
Here we are
We're nowhere
Here we are
We're still here
Here we are
We're nowhere
This must be the place where I
Go to face my regret
This must be the place where I
Go to try to forget
Outside this door
Our world's already dead
Outside this door
Our world ain't coming back
Outside this door
Our world's already dead
Outside this door
Our world ain't
Here we are
We're still here
Here we are
We're nowhere
Here we are
We're still here
Here we are
We're nowhere
I'm just not buying it
To pray is to pretend
TV is selling us
This whole thing's gonna end
I'm just not buying it
To pray is to pretend
TV is selling us
This whole thing's gonna end
So take my hand
When you need a friend
I'll be out here standing near
Come follow me through the end
So take my hand
When you need a friend
I'll be out here standing near
Come follow me through the end
Come follow me through the end
Come follow me through the end
Writer(s): Brian Foster
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