I paid all my conscience debt
Now I just wanna walk away from it
I made up my bed
And all the stains that came with it
Ive been framed in a life
That fits all wrong
The shakin in the walls made the picture fall
Broken wood and busted glass
Remind me whats inside my chest
Recently I think I found
A reason to move on and out
It came when I saw
What made me wanna put out my eyes
You and that strange other guy
But I left without a sentence
Made my way back home and began to pack
Cuz it seems in this grande scheme
To forget is all too easyI think that its time to go
(To the coast that I know
I love I love where I begun
And ill move through there, real slow
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