Can't Be Saved
Lyrics
Follow your bliss, it beats on my chest I know I got it tattooed for a reason Why can't I just hold it true? 'Cause I'm still crashing all the funeralsfull lyrics...
Follow your bliss, it beats on my chest I know I got it tattooed for a reason Why can't I just hold it true? 'Cause I'm still crashing all the funeralsfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
hard rock rootsinterweaving vocal harmony
major key tonality
melodic songwriting
a dirty electric guitar solo
sad lyrics
vocal harmonies
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Stuck in a never ending sleep I'm stuck in a coma And realize I gave up everything So bury your bliss, it beats on my chest Songwriters: Michael Glita, Buddy Nielsen, Heath Saraceno, Dan Trapp, Garrett Zablocki And some day I will wake up I'm stuck in a coma (I won't be saved) I shut the door and turn all the lights out So go fill up a glass with tonic rocks A dream brought back to home, all the pain and fears And realize I made up everything Of these people that I never knew, yeah (I won't be saved) I'm stuck in a coma Some day I will wake up Stuck in a never ending sleep I know I got it tattooed for a reason Washed upon the rocks, I won't be saved, I won't be saved (I won't be saved) Some day I will wake up And jaded drink yourself to happiness I know I got it tattooed for a reason 'Cause I'm still crashing all the funerals They go something like this Why can't I just hold it true? Stuck in a never ending sleep (I won't be saved) I shut the door and turn all the lights out We cannot hang ourselves around gold chandeliers And listen to all the song's that the night shouts We send our sunken ships to a shallow grave Publisher: SENSES FAIL INC Follow your bliss, it beats on my chest And realize I made up everything And listen to all the song's that the night shouts


