(kevin bowe, jonny lang)
I seen every one of the faces you wear
Low, high and everything in between
Your eyes are fixed on the prize like a dead mans stare
Tick. tock. the hands on the clock dont care
Buzz is good
Feelin fine
One of these days
Youll be out of time
God aint gonna look for you
Down in the lost and found
You better look up or youre gonna be gone
Before you hit the ground
Youll keep dippin in til the well run dry
Hope you dont get thirsty later
I know talking to yous just a waste of my time
Im gonna stop tellin you how to live your life
Chorus
Solo
One more. time to score so make it fast
When you lose your mind you got no mind left to lose
Three, four open the door to your last chance
And when you get where youre goin you wont be comin back
You better look up or youre gonna be gone
Before you hit the ground