Alessandra Rose - Panic at Sunrise

Fading to the edge
Words scattered only black
He climbs up the staircase
I'm waiting for a look back
Purpose lost who won
Was it worth it darlin'
Don't know why but who cares now
Lets go back to better days now
I would rather be wrong
And make things right
I would rather be so wrong
And have you tonight
Panic at sunrise
Will you wake me with your eyes
Wrap me up I cry for you
Clear headed speaking our truths
I would rather be wrong
And make things right
I would rather be so wrong
And have you tonight
Whoa oh oh things said out of line
Whoa oh oh don't stop being mine
Whoa oh oh things said out of line
Whoa oh oh don't stop being mine
Whoa oh oh things said out of line
Whoa oh oh don't stop being mine
Whoa
Whoa oh oh things said out of line
Whoa oh oh don't stop being mine
I would rather be wrong
And make things right

Written by:
Alessandra Whitford

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