Nights Like Thieves - Old New Song (feat. Scott Sellers)

I still remember what it was like
To wake up with thoughts of ending
I try to understand the meaning
I can't go on pretending that I want to be here

And they will come in the night
Pack my bags and hit the road
No more chances for me to make memories

Cast out the strength to save me from this
Salvation lost within, no care for self at all

And they will come in the night
Pack my bags and hit the road
No more chances for me to make memories

Take it for what it is
There's many problems unresolved
Black holes in open doors
We try to just find the way out from self control
We wait for something more

And they will come in the night
Pack my bags and hit the road
No more chances for me to make memories

Written by:
Mario Rivera

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