Stars lead the way home then the sidewalks ending
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And I don't recall why we're still pretending
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Turn myself in for crimes I didn't commit
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I needed to feel truly innocent
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There was a song and I forget the name of it
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It seemed sincere and this is kind of how it went
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"It's one of those nights when you're
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not sure who the real you is anymore"
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Generations can be whatever they want to
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It's mid-afternoon and I'll be leaving soon
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Saviors are few and far,
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between two parked cars headed for anywhere
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cause anywhere is better than here
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And on the ride, I become aware I'm probably not going anywhere
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It's one of those nights when you're not sure who the real 'you' is anymore
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I said that I would end myself but I think too much about family, you see
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I need to see if I can breathe in a different world
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This is my swan song to my criminal boys and girls
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And no one really loves us as the sun does fall
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And a fact without no truth just isn't fact at all
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I want out of here, I need to find the stars
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but city sky's hiding them as if we are ashamed of what we've ruined
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The words I write stuttered the times I spoke
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I've never been too close with love, life, trust and faith
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I need out of here, I need my head clear
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I know my voice isn't great but at least it's sincere
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We are so conditioned to fall
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It's sad the song of the year is still nothing at all
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We Killed It
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Give Up The Ghost |