This is the last day the last day that I sway No longer will you dictate what I do or say I've taken a leave of absence I've taken a leave of the senses & There's nothing in the world that could change this- I can't change this I'm calling on you angels of truth Tell me that you'll never fall through Don't crumble like paper mache Tell me that you'll always fine your way This is the last day the last day that I sway No longer will they dictate what I do or say Not another dying day a part of me that's wasted away & There's nothing in the world that could change this- you can't change this I'm calling on you angels of truth Tell me that you'll never fall through Don't crumble like paper mache Tell me that you'll always fine your way Standing on the sidelines where I've been left behind Right here on the sidelines waiting for the right time I'm calling on you angels of truth Tell me that you'll never fall through Don't crumble like paper mache Tell me that you'll always fine your way More from Straight Line Stitch