Remake Me Lyrics - Dispatch

I cross the street to find my dream 

But it had gotten so tired 

And as I feel past these alley ways and buildings 

I see all the faces, they all look straight ahead 

I turn the coroner for some shelter 

And the ground begins to quiver 

I hold the past in this fist 

I will go if you beckon me on 

I threw broken glass 

I see a hand, it's reaching, telling me to hurry 

I hear a voice inside, God it sounds like mine 

Don't Remake Me 

Turning the clock I find that you are not fault for what you did 

Don't Remake Me 

Sometimes its hard well, you are not at fault for what you did 

I am going to pretend I'm flying 

Because I can't, cant see the ground from this window 

When I get down you and me we're gonna kick our feet 

Kick our feet through a sea of fears 

You pulled on my arms, on my legs, tried to talk, 

You always answered me with that wild old stare 

Don't Remake Me 

Turning the clock I find that you are not fault for what you did 

Don't Remake Me 

Sometimes its hard well, you are not at fault for what you did 

Well if you knew what was really boiling in my head 

Would you drive the nail through me? 

Don't Remake Me 

Turning the clock I find that you are not fault for what you did 

Don't Remake Me 

Sometimes its hard well, you are not at fault for what you did 

Don't Remake Me 

Turning the clock I find that you are not fault for what you did