We Came As Romans

I've been sleeping on stones.
Oh, oh, oh.
My mistakes are easier made the second time,
I can't move on since I've closed my eyes.
Since I've closed my eyes.
I've gone off myself from everybody else.
To move on is to grow, you'll never be able to accomplish anything,
I know the ways to go.
I can't bring myself to move forward.
I've been sleeping on stones,
and they've formed to my spine,
my once straight-backed now all crooked lie.
I've broken no bones,
and I appear to be just fine,
my life's spinning deep from the inside.
Every decision is easier made the second time.
Every decision is easier made the second time.
The distance becomes greater to your mind,
to change the way your living your life.
To move on is to grow,