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The streetlights hurt my eyes more than usual tonight, no sense of |
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Direction and my visions blurred, I think I'll lay down for a while. But I |
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Don't have a bed of my own just a space in someone else's, no I don't have |
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A bed of my own just a space in someone else's, or at least for now... |
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I'm swallowed up by hungry streets and thirsty back alleys, the more I try |
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To find my feet the more the city mocks me. The fresh air fills my lungs, |
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The alcohol burns into my skin and I feel so tired and scared about |
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Everything. |
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I'd clip my wings just for an excuse, for not putting myself to better use. |
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We all care too much about not caring enough, 'cause we're all too scared |
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To leave behind our youth. |
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We're a self-destructive generation who's obituaries will be; "Due to |
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Excessive boredom the body gave in to liver failure and heart disease it |
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Seems" |
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I'd clip my wings just for an excuse, for not putting myself to better use. |
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We all care too much about not caring enough, 'cause we're all too scared |
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To leave behind our youth. |
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To tell you the truth I'm just scared, but at least I'm not alone, at least |
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I'm not alone. |
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And we'll sing 'til we can't speak, yeah we'll sing until we believe. |
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And we'll sing 'til we can't speak, yeah we'll sing until we believe. |
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And we'll sing 'til we can't speak, yeah we'll sing until we believe. |
