Fa-Q - Final Countdown (Europe Cover)

[Fa-Q]

Chorus--So Where to next
Ill do anything not care of the effects
Each heartbeat is a countdown
I just want to hear my sound on vinyl
Knowing that everycountdown is final

Im so sick and tired of tuckin in my shirt
Not being proud of my own fuckin work
Im stuck with this jerk
Who sucks at clerk
Yea Ive worked the whole nine yards
Sick everything especially time cards
Maybe Ill join the coast guard
And send you a post card
I know not all jobs are tough but most are hard
These eyes know all about distortion
This lifes all about misfortune
I put my hand in my pocket and all I feel is lint
There my name written in fine print
Under my band account saying every dime is spent
Tired of having to nickel and dime
Maybe grim will bring his sickle this time
I just want the best wife
A heartthrob that mill make my chest hype
Maybe help me cope the rest of my life
Chorus—

Will I be another slab of concrete on top of grass
My name imprinted will any one stop and ask
What was behind these eyes dazed in insecurity
How much have these lies raised my worry
So heres just a tidbit everyone of my songs are rough drafts
Worrying about this and that and if Ill get enough laughs
So am I a rock stuck in a hard place
I need a card ace
To convince me Im up to par to race
Heres a picture of my scarred face
Yea my face has scars
My life a street erase the cars
Either that or race the cars past space and mars
So far theres no trace of stars
Don’t listen to the hook just the grace on the bars
So I ask myself does a dream catcher throw nightmares
Each eye ask how long til my sight clears
Fighting other people when I should fight mirrors
I pound the snooze waking at the sound of news
See the flashing figure eight
This hours asking for a bigger wait
Another day another chance to ask this laughing trigger on a date
--Chorus

Im deep in thought
Wondering if this peak will drop
Thinking if I should leap or not
So I sit alone missing home
If bliss is known
Then why do I just piss and moan
This fight to sum
Is heavier then if you like it and hum
Ironically this pen is as light as they come
Most of the time I bite my tongue
Damn right its numb
So I’m trapped in a cage
Of people saying I need to act my age
As soon as this pen taps the page
My emotions are present wrapped in rage
Will I just be a flame in the dark
Or a dog chained too ashamed to bark
I couldn’t even if I was trying to escape
That’s what you call denying your fate
So I wave hello to the devil as hes lying in wait
--Chorus

[Ka0t1c]

good stuff, i like it a lot, keep it up 9/10 it was written nearly perfect

[Fa-Q]

nearly perfect *Sniff* no but what didnt you like...the hook??

[Yah-hah]

Hey man i really dug that track.
"So heres just a tidbit everyone of my songs are rough drafts
Worrying about this and that and if Ill get enough laughs"
Perfect timing man for real