Slow Dance

Slow Dance - Senses Fail

Written by：Michael Glitta/David Miller/James Nielsen/Daniel Trapp/Garrett Zablocki

If you pull to hard

Then the string will break

And if you leave the slack

Then the string won't hold

So how can we find ourselves

Trapped in our own private hells

Where we just scream but no one can hear

X marks the spot where the dig begins

The treasure is found within

The broken hearts that are soaked with fear

Fill the glass to the brim

And it will spill out

Keep on the sharpening the knife

And it will be so blunt

So how did we find ourselves

Trapped in out own private hells

Where we just scream but no one can hear

X marks the spot where the dig begins

The treasure is found within

The broken hearts that are soaked with fear

To be at one with all your life

So how can we find ourselves

Trapped in our own private hells

Where we just scream but no one can hear

(So how can we find ourselves )

(Trapped in our own private hells)

(Where we just scream but no one can hear)

X marks the spot where the dig begins

The treasure is found within

(The broken hearts that are soaked with fear)

Don't try too hard to understand

Or you'll miss out miss the point at hand