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Senses Fail - Early Graves lyrics
I call to question, the things in question.
 I think I think too much; I think I'm sure.
 That that's a problem and that's a reason
 Why I always fucking shut the door 
 On everyone I have ever loved before.
 I'm willing to just shut myself down,
 And let the good things go right under my door.
 I finally found a reason I can open up to something more.
 'Cause I was always taking the salt from the sea,
 To water down the soil that's soaking deep.
 I was suffocating something inside of me
 When it just needed to breathe.
 I would never dare call myself brave.
 I have made a choice to walk my own way.
 I would die than choose to stumble the roads unpaved,
 Heading to an early grave.
 But if I question, all this in questions [?]
 Will that just take me back to where I came from?
 'Cause I don't want to ever feel that way again, that way again.
 'Cause all that I got was a dead end heart
 Desperately conserving, searching roads in the dark
 For a spark to help me hit restart.
 'Cause everything I do will come back to me times two.Senses Fail - Early Graves - http://motolyrics.com/senses-fail/early-graves-lyrics.html
 This is the first time that I've got something I don't wanna lose.
 'Cause I was always taking the salt from the sea,
 To water down the soil that's soaking deep.
 I was suffocating something inside of me
 When it just needed to breathe.
 I would never dare call myself brave.
 I have made a choice to walk my own way.
 I would die than choose to stumble the roads unpaved,
 Heading to an early grave.
 Into an early grave.
 I feel like I have finally found the balance
 To rebound, and the waves in the sound they surround me,
 Like a net to catch me in the act. 
 In the case and event that the present presents challenges over my head.
 'Cause I was always taking the salt from the sea,
 To water down the soil that's soaking deep.
 I was suffocating something inside of me
 When it just needed to breathe.
 I would never dare call myself brave.
 I have made a choice to walk my own way.
 I would die than choose to stumble the roads unpaved,
 Heading to an early grave.
 Into an early grave.














