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Текстове на песни: Comeback Kid. Wake the Dead. Losing Patience.

I was looking forward to this day for so long
I had it all planned out
I was hoping it'd all work out
I was losing patience

You know it's never been my best trait
Counting minutes, hours, counting days

Then it dawned on me unpredictability
I told myself everything's just fine
You worry too much, it's gonna eat you alive

I was looking forward to this day for so long
I had it all planned out
I was hoping it'd all work out
Will it all work out

Now I feel exposed like a black light
On the wall in a darkened room
All the dirt appears, you can see my fears
I don't want to let my guard down

You know I never had the feeling
That you would prey on my insecurities
You know I never had the feeling
That you would prey on these insecurities I have

Why is this wait taking so long
Counting minutes, hours, counting days
I'm losing patience

Don't think this means I'm walking away
I won't let fear get the best of me
Now it's up to me, I wouldn't change a thing
(Don't think this means I'm walking)