Painting Rockets - Method in the Madness

So what's your plans now instead
To waste and die of regret
The stars aren't looking quite so clear
We welcomed you with open arms
You picked at wounds, turned them to scars
How did you expect to heal

We took chances, you won't change
So we'll catch the stars while you keep at that losing game

Swore on second chances
But you never gave us one to begin with, one to begin with
Criticised our sorry state of minds
But there's method in our madness
You can't predict

Are you caught up
Catching that fake high
Are you lost
Losing your own fucking mind
We'll move forward and still you stay
So we'll move the mountains while you hit repeat never play

Swore on second chances
But you never gave us one to begin with, one to begin with
Criticised our sorry state of minds
But there's method in our madness
You can't predict

Where we're going, what comes next
I'd place thousands on this bet
Sat so long by the wishing well
Screaming dreams I hope come true so you can't forget

You can't forget
We're engrained on your head
We'll stain the palms of your hands

Swore on second chances
But you never gave us one to begin with, one to begin with
Criticised our sorry state of minds
But there's method in our madness
You can't predict
Swore on second chances
But you never gave us one to begin with, one to begin with
Criticised our sorry state of minds
But there's method in our madness
You can't predict

Written by:
Keli Thomson

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