A Collision In Slow Motion کے بول

As you close your eyes (I die alittle more inside) This time a second chance is out of reach (Your lying through your teeth) The flood has rinsed us clean for the last time Farwell my mistress Bless your heart I'm no cut throat Get down for the firing squad Has the antidote If God will rip you from my hands I'd never let go Am I to follow this path I know so little about Or should I risk it all Bearing open arms Is this the end Or is this where it all begins I've found myself trembling