Convince me that what i hold in my hands wont turn to dust
And tell me that when im gone my past will still exist
Cause lately i feel like all my time is spent just getting by
No one knows how hard i try
And now i see
Looked past all the signs
In this life of mine i'm scared of what i'll leave behind
And i'm speeding by the time thats left surounding me
So why make this life a plan to surive when it shouldnt be
I know that a stone to skip will not float but it wont sink
And i always knew that if i tried id be fine atleast i think
Stone Stone Stone Stone Stone Stone Stone
And i'm speeding by the time thats left surounding me
So why make this life a plan to surive when it shouldnt be
