Comes Down...Ok - Peel

Open my book

Read my diary

Squeeze out

Every sick bone thats in me What are you gonna do when I come running

It wont come to no confronting, cause Im whipping out all sense in me,

Whipping out all sense

What are you gonna say, I stare away, I know I fucked up, thats ok Forgive me, forgive me…

This is the day it all comes down… ok This is the day it all comes down ok Close my eyes now

Strange taste in my mouth

Now, fear is long gone

Shook my hand, waved goodbye what are you gonna do… etc…

This is the day it all comes down… ok This is the day it all comes down ok