You cut your ties, felt better off Salutations to your son Awoke to find you heading out With your white collar undone You placed a bar, I played a game To see how low that I could go We develop mental pictures And we’re following our fathers down the drain
Do you recall the imagery from when I drove you away? Through others’ rose prescription lens Man I’m sorry every day Because we intersect internally And then we take what we have and we run And It all starts to unravel Until we’re less than we were carrying before I guess I expected more
Wake me, wake me up (Pictures of you smiling in times When I just couldn’t be around) Hold me, hold me up (Count my rings to see how many winters I’ve been stuck here underground) Swore I’d not burn out (Digging through the memories That made you feel alive when you were young) You were right to doubt (Broken since foundations In the structures you were building came undone)
Part of your charm was the way you would push me from All of the traps that I just couldn’t see Figures the one that was there to have tripped you up Would be the one that was set there by me Wish I was there to say goodbye when you went away Wish I was home, oh, but no place was there I cut off my arm at the bone in solidarity Capital teaches that there’s less when you share I felt the noose tighten up on your collarbone I felt the gun in the small of your back Engraved in the stone by request and recurse of friends dead Is, “Tell me again that it’s all in my head.”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
