
It's close to home by blood or block
i hate the bed, and i hate the dock
this loss of life is killing me
effecting unexpectedly
but what's one more yeah let me go
let me suffer nice and slow
the pack is watching patiently
stand in line to wait and see
but that's the problem seeing it coming does nothing till it comes
we're deaf until the heavens are beating the drums
but it's too late, and i don't know when it turned into fate
unavoidable so i better get prepared
it's too late, but i'll take ignorance over being so scared
i'm not coming out of this box till everyones forgotten me this aught to be a welcome vacation
i'm not coming out of this box till everyone's forgotten me my thoughts will be secluded elation
i'm starting to loose track of who's alive and who has passed on and on and on and who is here and who is gone
that's the problem seeing it coming does nothing till it comes
we're deaf until the heavens are beating the drums
but it's too late
----------------------------------------------------
well the way you pull the fuzzys from my sweater
doesn't make up for the times you let me sink into the floor
and the lies you told to make me feel all better
they didn't work so please dont tell me anymore
i'm waking up to see the sun
it's a light that lets me know a new days begun
and i can leave behind, the terrors of my unconscious mind, into the sunshine
tell me this, why do you run away
just when i decided to say something true for once
you should try it, just say what you mean
cause i can read the lines let alone inbetween
this video got featured!!!
well the way you pull the fuzzys from my sweater
doesn't make up for the times you let me sink into the floor
and the lies you told to make me feel all better
they didn't work so please dont tell me anymore
i'm waking up to see the sun
it's a light that lets me know a new days begun
and i can leave behind, the terrors of my unconscious mind, into the sunshine
and i know my mellow tone can be misleading
but i've just put my anger to good use
you see i've given up on begging and pleading
every scratch on this guitar is because of you
this video got featured!!!
well the way you pull the fuzzys from my sweater
doesn't make up for the times you let me sink into the floor
and the lies you told to make me feel all better
they didn't work so please dont tell me anymore
i'm waking up to see the sun
it's a light that lets me know a new days begun
and i can leave behind, the terrors of my unconscious mind, into the sunshine
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