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Close To Disaster Video (MV)




Performed By: gnagFlower
Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: Jona Piehl




gnagFlower - Close To Disaster Lyrics




Why do I even have to wake up early?
Why can't I just sleep in this time?
Getting dressed while I'm barely awake
Go downstairs to get in line

The clock tells me I'm in a rush
Help me get to the Bus
I hope it's running late

So close to disaster
At my own fault since I'm my own master
And I chose to walk this path
I could stop and worry or carry on and have a laugh

Kids are screaming at me all the time
In my mind, I'm deaf and blind
Standing outside in a cold **s breeze
My jacket's to thin and my hands freeze

My nose is red
My fingers are dead
I feel like I tread

So close to disaster
At my own fault since I'm my own master
And I chose to walk this path
I could stop and worry or carry on and have a laugh

Sometimes it feels like I have no control
A stone to be carved that is pushed to roll
Could break my legs trying to stop it or just do as they say and go with the flow

Did I let myself go?
Am I going to roll?
It's like I'm stepping, oh

So close to disaster
At my own fault since I'm my own master
And I chose to walk this path
I could stop and worry or carry on and have a laugh
Have a laugh.....
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Why do I even have to wake up early?
Why can't I just sleep in this time?
Getting dressed while I'm barely awake
Go downstairs to get in line

The clock tells me I'm in a rush
Help me get to the Bus
I hope it's running late

So close to disaster
At my own fault since I'm my own master
And I chose to walk this path
I could stop and worry or carry on and have a laugh

Kids are screaming at me all the time
In my mind, I'm deaf and blind
Standing outside in a cold **s breeze
My jacket's to thin and my hands freeze

My nose is red
My fingers are dead
I feel like I tread

So close to disaster
At my own fault since I'm my own master
And I chose to walk this path
I could stop and worry or carry on and have a laugh

Sometimes it feels like I have no control
A stone to be carved that is pushed to roll
Could break my legs trying to stop it or just do as they say and go with the flow

Did I let myself go?
Am I going to roll?
It's like I'm stepping, oh

So close to disaster
At my own fault since I'm my own master
And I chose to walk this path
I could stop and worry or carry on and have a laugh
Have a laugh.....
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Writer: Jona Piehl
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