A part of me stands confused again. Watching it slip right through my hands. And put a finger on it now before it's gone. . All of it gone it's all so wrong.
You can walk away but you can't forget what was said. And I could run away, pull the covers over my head. Try to get away but I fall back again. I get up off the floor, I'm coming back for more.
Welcome to this world that we live in. Normal people going for a spin. And we don't realize. That it changes all our lives. . Every day somebody's asking questions.
It's just like a battle zone. You got a bottle, now you're on your own. Gotta be a scotch or a kamikaze. None of those other weapons will faze me. . First of the last calls.
Find me a country. Far from my home. Sent me on an airline. They told me where I'm going. . Well, I know they tried to get me here. Just to see if I would fly.
A trail of fog and vapor. It beads upon the green. Under a cloud of doubt. The rain begins to freeze. . I pull apart the trauma. And push against gravity.
And we were children. We were so afraid. We built this dream. We built this dream. . And when it woke you up at night. You had to find the meaning. So scared to watch it die.
Don't make me do it. Don't make me sell the things I love. There's too much happening in this world. Don't choose the other side right away. It's been left alone for a while.