Nrd1 - All Good Things (Come To An End)

Honestly, what will become of me?Don’t like reality, it’s way too clear to meBut really, life is dandyWe are what we don’t see, miss everything daydreamingHonestly, what will become of me?Don’t like reality, it’s way too clear to meBut really, life is dandyWe are what we don’t see, miss everything daydreamingFlames to dust, lovers to friendsWhy do all good things come to an end?Flames to dust, lovers to friendsWhy do all good things come to an end?Traveling, I only stop at exitsWondering if I’ll stayYoung and restlessLiving this way, I stress lessI want to pull away when the dream diesThe pain sets in and I don’t cryI only feel gravity and I wonder whyFlames to dust, lovers to friendsWhy do all good things come to an end?Flames to dust, lovers to friendsWhy do all good things come to an end?Well, the dogs were whistling a new tuneBarking at the new moonHoping it would come soon so that they couldDogs were whistling a new tuneBarking at the new moonHoping it would come soon so that they couldDie, die, die, dieFlames to dust, lovers to friendsWhy do all good things come to an end?Flames to dust, lovers to friendsWhy do all good things come to an end?Come to an end, come to anCome to an end, come to an