| I look in the mirror, and it don't seem too late | |
| But I can remember why I have to wait | |
| It keeps me spinning, in a spiral I fall | |
| There's nothing to cling to, no-one to hear me call | |
| This time, well it's now or never | |
| I know, ‘cause I have been there before | |
| A last chance, should be grabbed with both hands | |
| Not thrown, thrown on the floor | |
| I laugh on the outside, but still with a terrible fear | |
| A burning amibition, yeah it's all I can hear | |
| I'm cut by the splinters, been burned by the rope | |
| A proposition, in an entry of hope | |
| This time, well it's now or never | |
| I know, ‘cause I have been there before | |
| A last chance, should be grabbed with both hands | |
| Not thrown, thrown on the floor | |
| Thrown on the floor | |
| This time, well it's now or never | |
| I know, ‘cause I have been there before | |
| A last chance, should be grabbed with both hands | |
| Not thrown, thrown on the floor |
| I look in the mirror, and it don' t seem too late | |
| But I can remember why I have to wait | |
| It keeps me spinning, in a spiral I fall | |
| There' s nothing to cling to, noone to hear me call | |
| This time, well it' s now or never | |
| I know, ' cause I have been there before | |
| A last chance, should be grabbed with both hands | |
| Not thrown, thrown on the floor | |
| I laugh on the outside, but still with a terrible fear | |
| A burning amibition, yeah it' s all I can hear | |
| I' m cut by the splinters, been burned by the rope | |
| A proposition, in an entry of hope | |
| This time, well it' s now or never | |
| I know, ' cause I have been there before | |
| A last chance, should be grabbed with both hands | |
| Not thrown, thrown on the floor | |
| Thrown on the floor | |
| This time, well it' s now or never | |
| I know, ' cause I have been there before | |
| A last chance, should be grabbed with both hands | |
| Not thrown, thrown on the floor |
| I look in the mirror, and it don' t seem too late | |
| But I can remember why I have to wait | |
| It keeps me spinning, in a spiral I fall | |
| There' s nothing to cling to, noone to hear me call | |
| This time, well it' s now or never | |
| I know, ' cause I have been there before | |
| A last chance, should be grabbed with both hands | |
| Not thrown, thrown on the floor | |
| I laugh on the outside, but still with a terrible fear | |
| A burning amibition, yeah it' s all I can hear | |
| I' m cut by the splinters, been burned by the rope | |
| A proposition, in an entry of hope | |
| This time, well it' s now or never | |
| I know, ' cause I have been there before | |
| A last chance, should be grabbed with both hands | |
| Not thrown, thrown on the floor | |
| Thrown on the floor | |
| This time, well it' s now or never | |
| I know, ' cause I have been there before | |
| A last chance, should be grabbed with both hands | |
| Not thrown, thrown on the floor |