Chances we Make

So much for the chance you made
and so great were the happy days
dizzy we were picking daisies
in my dreams when I was lazy
So much for the happy song
and all those moments tucked away alone
and waking up in your favourite thrown
in thoughts it would last so long

So much for the darkest days
I'll let 'em all just fade aways
crazy I would let them last
and dwell upon my fucked up past
So much for the had it mades
because dreams are all I ever had
because of them I've been left sad
but now my thoughts have drift awayed

So suck it up and hold your head up
and so great is when it finally stops
We'll run by flowers by one
And then we'll lye under the sun
So much is to make of this life
and all those moments of shameful doubt
and as it turns it they've been figured out
in the physical world theres room for pride (now)

So much I have should not overlook
my brain now cclear when it was shook
crazy I would be today
if I just it slip away
So much for the plans I made
because if my hands fit around my head
because they don't then I am not dead
but now those thoughts have happily swayed

So much for the angry songs
we never really singed along
So much for no audience
and so much for the lastest last chance
So much for the chances we take
because they end up chances that we make