All we are is broken glass Thrown to the floor, we were never meant to last And all we are, are empty shells Try to pick us up, you're gonna cut yourself
We march the streets at night Looking for a thrill, looking for a fight It was the first day of the rest of our lives
We were fast, never gonna die Ridin' up the highway 45 We didn't know we couldn't go on forever
All we are is broken glass Thrown to the floor, we were never meant to last And all we are, are empty shells Try to pick us up, you're gonna cut yourself
We fought to rule the world I know it just how fragile we really were Like it was the first day of the rest of our lives
Then the bricks began to fall And we can see the cracks along the wall We didn't know it couldn't go on forever
All we are is broken glass Thrown to the floor, we were never meant to last And all we are, are empty shells Try to pick us up, you're gonna cut yourself
We believed that we could go on forever We believed that we could go on forever Forever
All we are is broken glass Thrown to the floor, we were never meant to last And all we are, are empty shells Try to pick us up, you're gonna cut yourself
Compositores: Adam Wade Gontier (SOCAN), Barry James Stock (SOCAN), Brad Walst (SOCAN), George Don Gilmore (ASCAP), Neil Sanderson (SOCAN)Editores: Blast The Scene Publishing (SOCAN), High Speed Chase (ASCAP), Kobalt Music Pub Ltd (ABRAMUS), Mean Music Publishing Inc (SOCAN), Spectrophonics IncECAD verificado obra #8906336 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM