I don't know why it's all relevant
I've tried brave and you've tried to save
I'm proud to keep it bottled up
Lost my mind and I'm torn
No telling what tomorrow holds
Who let, who let this feeling die
Who let you let this feeling die
I can't get you out of my head, my head
You're the flame that burns me so I know that I'm still alive
But I say we control our lives
And if my destiny should out best me
I may believe thrill and apathy
Don't exist in me fairly equally
The truth is doubts are all I've got
No telling what tomorrow holds
No telling what voice takes control
Who let, who let this feeling die
Who let you let this feeling die
I can't get you out of my head, my head
You're the flame that burns me so I know that I'm still alive
Is there anybody out there? Is anybody calling?
Woah, if what I say is really wrong
Is there anybody out there? Is anybody calling?
Woah, if what you say is really wrong
I'm not in control, think I'm out of control
Who let, who let this feeling die
Who let you let this feeling die
I can't get you out of my head, my head
You're the flame that burns me so I know that I'm still alive
WRITERS
Anthony Raneri, Christopher J Guglielmo, Jack O'Shea, Kenny Gioia, Nate Albert, Nick Ghanbarian, Shep Goodman