Walking the same dark alley, this time with conviction Eyes set straight on the street lights ahead With the blinders built by experience My ears stopped by sobriety Lessons learned from my mistakes make my legs move me past distraction Will to power perseverance, push past to the pavement on the other side Ghosts go up in smoke with the fire of a new days sun They can't haunt me anymore I can see straight through them now Recognize they're just shadows of what has passed But a familiar voice with familiar words reminds me of forgotten fantasy Caught between the cold brick and that dark pit I choose to fight
(Come back my old friend)
You're wrong the old me is dead Starved by sleepless nights of withdrawal
It only takes the right word, the right phrase, the right price to put me back in the gutter
Stop my ears or chop them off Bind me and drag me back home This voyage was doomed by the course I set and my sails full of holes
She calls to me and offers escape Not from this alley but this world A tempting offer to give up the fight To give up life and just sleep
Shortcuts waste time if you don't come out alive Does the fly rely on its strength when facing the web of a spider?
I was wrong the old me's not dead He was sleeping just below the surface Waiting for her to tell him to awake And I'm the fool who walked back into her web So now she'll feed so now she'll feed So now she'll feed feed on my flesh
Staring at the clouds from my concrete casket I realize now I Should have taken the long way home.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
