For sentimental reasons I keep drifting away And even when I need em These ties that bind Still I hold them at bay
Now maybe I can take it as it goes But baby I can't fake it anymore
By now I should have some of these pieces retired But how can a miracle built to unwind I'm begging for a minimum for your demand 'Cause the gun in my hand is still in back of my head The back of my head
For centuries of time Forever and days I've been losing my mind And even what I'm finding Still has a way of washing out with the tide
Still maybe there's a meaning that I know Now either I'm leaning to and fro
By now I should have some of these pieces retired But now can a miracle that's built to unwind I'm begging for a minimum for your demand 'Cause the gun in my hand is still in back of my head The back of my head
All these candid conversations They help some in their way But there still ain't no vacation Or still no better days
By now I should have some of these pieces retired But how can a miracle that's built to unwind I'm begging for a minimum for your demand 'Cause the gun in my hand is still in back of my head
By now I should have some of these pieces retired But how can a miracle that's built to unwind I'm begging for a minimum for your demand 'Cause the gun in my hand is still in back of my head
The back of my head The back of my head The back of my head
For sentimental reasonsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.