End Of Me - Rush Of Fools

I’ve always cared too much

For all my careless problems

Driving right up 65, I wanna leave it there to die

By the roadside, I finally feel alive

Whoa, whoa, the time is here and now

Whoa, whoa the clouds are breaking

Whoa, this could be the end

The end of me

The road to rest is far

And I’ve seen my share of restless nights

And I dare myself to lose control as if I even had a hold

Of my own life, could I finally feel alive

Whoa, whoa, the time is here and now

Whoa, whoa, the clouds are breaking

Whoa, this could be the end

The end of me

Waiting on my world to fall apart

I gotta let it burn

Whoa, whoa, the time is here and now

Whoa, whoa, the clouds they’re breaking

Whoa, this could be the end

Whoa, this could be the end

Whoa, this could be the end

The end of me