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this morning crawls |
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my motivation's been snowed in and I finally caught that glimpse of the edge |
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I've been avoiding |
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so try your best to keep these bullets from my chest |
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as I was the blood from your sweat, |
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talking seems useless, doesn't it? |
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live through, live strong |
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carry on and on and on |
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no more false-start life at traffic lights |
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like trying to shake a dream you might not quite remember completely |
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we're killing ourselves to live |
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inhale, exhale unlike everybody |
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we've just been bleeding |
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feel the cold swell in your throat |
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when this shit is getting old |
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don't disagree that what we've come to ain't so pretty |
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and all I can think is we're begging for change in our own way |
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cry knowing I'm the one who let you down when leaving town |
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a moment of clarity |
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don't let it tear out your throat chasing lines all fucking night |
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and the wrongs you shouldn't write about |
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I speak from experience of all the fear in us |
