Songteksten

Follow me to a party Bring a bottle of wine (Or three) Join the ants all marching Must we count down our time There never really was a reason To all our roaming around I guess we'll dance 'till we drop Feel like we're on top 'Till we come tumbling Tumbling down Riddle me this Is there purpose to our toil and time I'm too gone to remember Have we fallen behind Now where do we go from here There never really was a reason To all our roaming around I guess we'll dance 'till we drop Feel like we're on top 'Till we come tumbling Tumbling down I walk with a pace faster than most Every step that I take further from being a ghost The closer that it hits home The further that I will roam From the rise of the east To the set of the west I know I'm no good 'Cause I learned from the best Now where do we go from here There never really was a reason To all our roaming around I guess we'll dance 'till we drop Feel like we're on top 'Till we come tumbling Tumbling down There never really was a reason Never really was a reason I guess we'll dance 'till we drop Feel like we're on top 'Till we come tumbling Tumbling down Tumbling down Tumbling down Tumbling down
Writer(s): Christopher Cranick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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