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A Toast to Someday

Album: A Toast to Someday - Single
By:
Messenger Down

Duration

3:38

Genres

Rock

Description

Composed by Garrett Foster, performed by Garrett Foster (Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Synths), Bryan Scercy (Drums), and Randall Karriker (Programming). Produced by Randall Karriker at Legend Recordings in China Grove, NC.

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Lyrics

Someday we’ll make it. Some nights she fakes it. Someday I’ll finally prove this town wrong. Someday we’ll wake up from the problems we made up. So here’s your toast, it’s only been too long Stay up all night, the darkness feels right when pen ink stains the white. This is your shot, take it or leave it. This is your shot, you better be it. Give it all you’ve got for one more taste. Don’t let your dreams ever go to waste, and keep your composure for one more exposure. You’re on the front page. Someday we’ll make it. Some nights she fakes it. Someday I’ll finally prove this town wrong. Someday we’ll wake up from the problems we made up. So here’s your toast, it’s only been too long. There’s a way to tell you, but I don’t know it. There’s a feeling in my gut, but I won’t show it. There’s a word on your lips that I can’t say. So, carry on. I wrote this song in your name. I’ve got a knife in my back and a place by the train tracks that says you’re no good. (We say you’re no good.) I’ll play the doctor, she’ll play the nurse. You’ll be the victim, my heart is the hearse. You’ll die unexpected, hire a detective. Your face ends the search. Someday we’ll make it. Some nights she fakes it. Someday I’ll finally prove this town wrong. Someday we’ll wake up from the problems we made up. So here’s your toast, it’s only been too long. There’s a way to tell you, but I don’t know it. There’s a feeling in my gut, but I won’t show it. There’s a word on your lips that I can’t say. So, carry on. I wrote this song in your name. Someday we’ll make it. Some nights she fakes it. Someday I’ll finally prove this town wrong. Someday we’ll wake up from the problems we made up. So here’s your toast, it’s only been too long. Someday we’ll make it. Some nights she fakes it. Someday I’ll finally prove this town wrong. Someday we’ll wake up from the problems we made up. So here’s your toast, it’s only been too long.

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