Out On Eastern - This Time Next Year

Road maps and heart attacks

From the nights i haven’t slept

And all the days i can’t forget

Are the days i won’t regret

Addicted with no cure

Your favorite drug, there’s always more

What if time was standing still

This is such a bitter pill

We swallow

Panic is my middle name

My heart’s too fast for anything

And i hope that things will change

And i hope it leads to better days

Going numb on eleven years

From wake to sleep i count my fears

And i hope you conquer everything

But know that everything

Isn’t all that you need

Out there on eastern street

Take the promises i keep

Collect your thoughts you can’t ignore

With open hearts and open doors

We’ll sing the saddest song

If you’re content to sing along

Just know i tried my best

Will you be ok?

could you be better?

Panic is my middle name

My heart’s too fast for anything

And i hope that things will change

And i hope it leads to better days

Going numb on eleven years

From wake to sleep i count my fears

And i hope you conquer everything

But know that everything

Isn’t all that you need

I know i can ask you for anything

Tonight please give me everything

But know that everything

Isn’t all that you need