Is It Gonna Be the Year? Songtext
von Senses Fail
Is It Gonna Be the Year? Songtext
I didn′t go to college
And I don't own a house
I′m used, and I'm a failure
And I fucked up somehow
I've just been screaming to a microphone away from home
When everyone I know gave up a long time ago
What else am I supposed to do with my life?
All that I′ve ever known are late night drives
From Salt Lake Cite to Seattle to San Fran
I hope I die in the back of a fucking van
I wear my heart on my sleeve
I know not everyone believes in me
What will I be remembered for?
These are questions I just can′t ignore
Is it gonna be the year that kills me?
Or is it gonna be the one that saves me?
'Cause right now I′m suffocating
I don't know if I will make it
This year feels like hell
I′m pretty sure I'm not doing so well
Is it gonna be the year that kills me?
Or is it gonna be the one that sets me free?
When I was younger I was a mess, I must admit
I said and did a lot of stupid and selfish things
I never thought that it would last this long
And neither did the others, that′s why they're all gone
When is it time to give it up?
And how long is long enough?
And when should I throw it in?
'Cause I don′t wanna be a washed-up old man
Is it gonna be the year that kills me?
Or is it gonna be the one that saves me?
′Cause right now I'm suffocating
I don′t know if I will make it
This year feels like hell
I'm pretty sure I′m not doing so well
Is it gonna be the year that kills me?
Or is it gonna be the one that sets me free?
Is it gonna be the year that kills me?
Or is it gonna be the one that saves me?
'Cause right now I′m suffocating
I don't know if I will make it
Is it gonna be the year that kills me?
Or is it gonna be the one that saves me?
'Cause right now I′m suffocating
I don′t know if I will make it
This year feels like hell
I'm pretty sure I′m not doing so well
Is it gonna be the year that kills me?
Or is it gonna be the one that sets me free?
And I don't own a house
I′m used, and I'm a failure
And I fucked up somehow
I've just been screaming to a microphone away from home
When everyone I know gave up a long time ago
What else am I supposed to do with my life?
All that I′ve ever known are late night drives
From Salt Lake Cite to Seattle to San Fran
I hope I die in the back of a fucking van
I wear my heart on my sleeve
I know not everyone believes in me
What will I be remembered for?
These are questions I just can′t ignore
Is it gonna be the year that kills me?
Or is it gonna be the one that saves me?
'Cause right now I′m suffocating
I don't know if I will make it
This year feels like hell
I′m pretty sure I'm not doing so well
Is it gonna be the year that kills me?
Or is it gonna be the one that sets me free?
When I was younger I was a mess, I must admit
I said and did a lot of stupid and selfish things
I never thought that it would last this long
And neither did the others, that′s why they're all gone
When is it time to give it up?
And how long is long enough?
And when should I throw it in?
'Cause I don′t wanna be a washed-up old man
Is it gonna be the year that kills me?
Or is it gonna be the one that saves me?
′Cause right now I'm suffocating
I don′t know if I will make it
This year feels like hell
I'm pretty sure I′m not doing so well
Is it gonna be the year that kills me?
Or is it gonna be the one that sets me free?
Is it gonna be the year that kills me?
Or is it gonna be the one that saves me?
'Cause right now I′m suffocating
I don't know if I will make it
Is it gonna be the year that kills me?
Or is it gonna be the one that saves me?
'Cause right now I′m suffocating
I don′t know if I will make it
This year feels like hell
I'm pretty sure I′m not doing so well
Is it gonna be the year that kills me?
Or is it gonna be the one that sets me free?
Writer(s): Beau Burchell, James Anthony Buddy Nielsen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com