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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #260
Peak in subgenre #34
Author
Twixn...
Rights
meh
Uploaded
February 12, 2009
Track Files
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MP3 2.6 MB • 128 kbps • 2:48
Lyrics
i walk through these streets with a civil toungue
nodding to the beat head in clouds above
through my headphones im hearing love
but seeing sadnesss in eyes as i pass and receive a shove
these people they stray from true investments
work from nine to five and don't ask questions
like who is that young man, with a life ahed of him
i'ts these lessons too harsh, living off depression
its these days waiting for march
and the sun to illuminate the dark
my soul it's art... i know it from the heart
but brain waves always seem to get in the way
led astray, a path of unrepressed anger
so i'm asking moral codes what to do next
do i take two steps alongside freinds
who help build my defneses
or the next day feel not so helpless
or set out solo, new path new slate
test my fast pace growing fate
change my ways and hope my past fades to grey
or fix relationships that melt away
its a dangerous game we play.
trust, lust and a burning flame
i wish i could just reach behind my back
and pull out this blade.
rain puddles leave my mood tarnished
walking alone, street light the only constant
pondering all this, letting my thoughts drip
rearranged on canvas. ink does the damage
rain puddles leave my mood tarnished
walking alone street light the only constant
thoughts drip, the ink to canvas does the damage.
so now im at the crossroads
shoulder devil breathing flame down my neck
i cannot show struggle on this trek
and i know
it sounds like hell, but it's comfort aswell
from those rainy days hidden in my shell
sanctify a few memories i held dear
and hold them closer than ever, its all so clear
trasnished with a rust invisible to the eye
if these emotions i could just simplify
my life would be that much better but i...
just can't live a lie and disregard my years
spent at the bottom of self-confidence
often thoughts of this, spark what helps keep my head positive.
beats my ouput offer this, so i can not just put off this shit
thrown out in the open i lost my grip
come to terms with broken bliss
so i can climb back up the ridge i fell off
and stand strong wind against my face
hear the bristle of leaves that wakes
my true self, nature and heatlth
and ignore the whispers snakes compell
rain puddles leave my mood tarnished
walking alone, street light the only constant
pondering all this, letting my thoughts drip
rearranged on canvas. ink does the damage
rain puddles leave my mood tarnished
walking alone street light the only constant
thoughts drip, the ink to canvas does the damage.
