Take a look at my life Take a look at my love Take a look at my soul Baby you can't save me And you don't know There's an empty pot to piss in at the end of the road Go
I got to many problems And not enough solutions A brain that make you people think I'm lost and gone delusional And america loves it Another sunken battleship Another stranded photo book with all my pictures plastered in it. And I ain't got a pass But still I'm walking like a free man Holding on to heaven While questioning why I feel damned And... This is something that I've tragically adapted to. Cellophane my heart to pull the knife out of my back from you And god won't tell me if he wants me to live Don't speak to me in the way you portray in your hymns Don't breathe through me in the way that you say that you live And don't treat me differently when satan insists. And this is it. I gotta hold it to the grain Gotta breathe life into this desert I roam in shame Oughta leave frights window sill and leap from it's pain And paint one city block within my unedible fate
It goes... I can't taste it...
Take a look at my life Take a look at my love Take a look at my soul Baby you can't save me And you don't know That there's an empty pot to piss in at the end of the road Go Take a look at my life Take a look at my love Take a look at my pain Baby you can't save me And you don't know That there's an empty pot to piss in at the end of the road Go
And I can't taste it. Cause it all gets lost Can't register it's meaning till I figure out it's cause So don't you look at me like just another feather Falling from the wings of the angels sent to protect you I'm tragic, And it all now shows Blacking out before the rain comes and waking up soaked I try to pretend that I'm far from what painfully close And face the displacement of hating what I faithfully chose But this is obvious. And that's exactly why you freeze When you crawl behind my eyelids and peep what I've been seeing When you fall into your silence I find out what they mean When they say that it's the quiet ones that always wanna scream so... Hush It's not about your words Your force fed holiness will only make it worse Your law drenched loneliness is schorching the burns Of what god really feels like compared to your words
It goes... I can't taste it...
Take a look at my life Take a look at my love Take a look at my soul Baby you can't save me And you don't know That there's an empty pot to piss in at the end of the road Go Take a look at my life Take a look at my love Take a look at my pain Baby you can't save me And you don't know That there's an empty pot to piss in at the end of the road GoTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
