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When I got out of my car |
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I stopped myself and thought about |
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how unimportant locking the front door was seeming |
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The only reason that I turned the lock and key |
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was to protect the only living thing inside |
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other than me |
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And I'll never get to see it again |
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No I'll never get to see it |
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When I watched the others wait |
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It made me shuffle in my seat |
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and I felt like everyone around somehow related |
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Not knowing eachothers names we gathered here to see |
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if the ones that we've been waiting for would continue to breathe |
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And I'll never get to see it again |
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No I'll never get to see it again |
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No I'll never get to see it again |
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No I'll never get to see it again |
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No I'll never get to see |
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That all this money doesnt matter |
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when the money only pays |
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for narcisistic medals |
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we would kill for yesterday |
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But this it has no price tag |
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just a tag around the toe |
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thats slowly going back and forth |
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from warm to pretty cold |
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And I'm never gonna see it again |
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No I'm never gonna see it again |
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No I'm never gonna see it again |
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No I'm never gonna see it again |
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No I'm never gonna see it |
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Didn't mean to talk about blood |
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Didn't mean to bother both of you |
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Didn't really need to say much |
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Didn't mean to talk about blood |
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Didn't mean to talk about blood |
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Didn't mean to bother both of you |
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Didn't really need to say much |
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Didn't mean to talk about blood |
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Didn't mean to talk about |
