I put my best foot first and it got burnt
Communication always hurts
I've got myself so deep inside a hole
I taste the air go thin as I get old, as I get old
I don't think so
CHORUS:
She's my hands, she's my hands
Picks me up when I crash down
Build me wings so I can glide
She's my novocaine ride
Pick up the pieces of my world
Glue thme together, I wish I could
I can't believe it as the picture fades
Just like a TV, but the sound remains
I don't think so, no, I don't think so
CHORUSFeel it as I shake
Shatter illusions fade
Taste my bitter tears
Cut my heart with shears
I don't think so, I don't think so
CHORUS
| 1 | Feeling A Moment | 
| 2 | Borders | 
| 3 | Renegades | 
| 4 | Come Back Around | 
| 5 | High | 
| 6 | Forget About Tomorrow | 
| 7 | Buck Rogers | 
| 8 | Comfort In Sound | 
| 9 | Miss You | 
| 10 | Pushing The Senses |