what you are. i'm not your apprentice don't lead the way i could care less of your identity my first impressions did not impress your insecurities come across as confidence it seems convenient to let others think for you.
Sweating in the kitchen Getting vibes from the television Stating we are not set free Another night of misery It brought me closer to home And it cuts me to the bone To see the stares of the beaten men I know that it will happen again.
to all the years full of front porch stories. failed plans and procrastination. to r.a.g.n. sowing what others may implore. i've been broke and forlorn and caught out with the best at acca yard.
and i wait for an end. but what about them. with broken wings. what about them. we've become so indifferent. is there a stance one could take. to break the infrastructure.
I see different now As I view the rushing all around But that's the breaks I've taken in too much hate. But still I'll struggle To remember what I've learned Before So I'll let that pass me by And renew what is mine.
boredom in the mobile home in nowhere u.s.a. somehow gotta make it home to richmond v.a. when i'm there i want to go but when i'm gone i don't i'll make it.
do you remember when we met i was so intrigued you were so intrigued we spent our time telling our sides of our excitement of insecurities. moving far away.
Going over in my head. What seems like everything. Remembering commitments. That nowadays just blend.. . I don't know where I'm going. And I don't think that I care.
it was time when i walked away we said good-bye i was confused i traded everything for another life and though i left i swore that i would never go you said you would save a place until i came back home.
There's kepone in the river But the river's still Flowing east Ethyl doze the planet In an attempt to keep The downtown clean. Still it's a beautiful day And the sun is still shining Over the James.
I need a place To lay my head That's safely Out of sight From where I am Somewhere uncontrolled Where no one's led A simple change of mood That I haven't found yet.
What difference does it really make When your head's at the foot of the bed? Close the lid tight remain out of sight Easy escape numb the senses. Everyone around is such an expert On who is who and what they do I could give a fuck about small talk Discussions in fact I'd rather be alone And do without companionship for now Block out and walk out unseen Keep far away thean come clean.
Ho Bo's at the front door Spitting hate in her face Saying, "I don't give a fuck" Father's stumbling up the stairs Saying, "Fuck you if I"m late" He don't give a fuck.
There were times likes before When she was overcome By happiness And as one her life Her age was prime and vulnerable. Satiate. So you've got the opportunity To take my best away from me She's different now Can't you see Her life structure's been deranged By your greed And for your desires.
not impressed. with who knows who. and it never really. matters if you win or lose. passively reject. let the rats race on. stand sound until they are gone.
could be afraid of what they'd say could be afraid of the things they say. this morning i had the bad taste i couldn't think straight i crawled back inside i've taken this as a warning i'm gonna rid myself of everything outside of my ways could be afraid of what they'd say.
Tell me why you think Of the days before When life was routine Which reality broke. These people are the same You have changed Dont' face forward and Turn around.