Must this stereotype be defined as something we were born to die with? All these piling lies that were spoken, never to be heard. We listened. We are
Have I ever mentioned that you're out of your mind? Sorry that I felt this way, It comes right with the times My mind says I'm alright But my heart pumps
I got up today home from a weekend on the road, Checked my account last night, talked about money I owed Mom says she?ll pay the ticket even though she
I want to get away from all this mess But I know this night will take its time And it'll end with some regrets Do you know how it feels To know whats
These rainy days keep hanging on And when they leave, for once I miss them Every drop, every sound, every heartbeat, it all touches me the same And I
I?m faintly remembering feeding geese at Wyandotte County Lake It?s been too damn long since I?ve had the chance to run around the fountain My deepest
So after years Of Listening to advice I?m finally convinced That everyone else knows how to live my life Better than I do
Is it so hard to understand? I hold myself to a higher standard than you For better or worse It?s just what works for me I?ve had some trouble letting
I?ve spent All of my time Thinking about the distance between you and I That I failed to see It wasn?t as big as the difference between us
Oh captain, my captain, how have I failed you so? My anchor is dropped in places a ship can?t even go I will find a place I can go: A way out of my own
Landing hard on a soft spot It hurts more than I thought I?ve known you from the moment I came here But to this day I still can?t tell you I feel Someone
