@On The Drop
You straighten out my collar
I’m much too rough
You camouflage the things
That messed you up
We hid it all under the covers
That’s where we left off
I see it all
Behind this masquerade
I’m in a circus
I’m in this big parade
You give it beauty
But you wrap it up in pain
You have the answers
With no reasons for the same
I’m already on the drop
The worst of its all over
Since you been gone…
I crawled out of the order
I found a new home
But I’m still picking clovers
Wouldn’t you know?
I can’t put out these fires
While I’m walking on wires
They just keep getting higher
I don’t want to come down
On the drop
I call up
But this dial tone is so weak
We messed up
Don’t take it out on me
I heard a story
Called como esta deraw
My premonition says
You’ll never take the fall
What a sound...Great tempo ...Just awesome....Drumnjon