as i look back, at it all in my mind
i can search for answers that i may never find
getting caught up in a dirty game
the rules might change but the game stays the same
every time i try to figure out
somehow it all turns to doubt
i saw it coming like like a midnight train
stuck in the lights like a deer again
i know this road like the back of my hand
but there is something ill never understand
why the hell didnt i turn back
when the signs showed railroad tracks
maybe a part of me wanted to believe
the red flags appear in front of me screaming deceit
i guess im rubber necking on the highway
what did i expect what can i say
what would you do in my place
with the hypothetical in my face
distractions seem to be my interest
though i know theres no S on my chest
sometimes i feel invincible
but its all about principle
sometimes i stand corrected
and i take time for reflection
its easier to walk away
its easier not to play
so i put up the walls to my prison
am i the only one whose listenin
i am the only on i hear
these walls are something clear
my only protection is made of glass
i can see everything pass
so now i throw stones
i dont want to be alone
so now i throw stones
as i sit on my throne
and i throw stones
i want to be known
im just trying hard to get away from me
im trying hard to run away and flee
and the ony one im searching for
Is ME
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