Well it's been
Almost a year since I jump back flipped on stage
Man those where the glory days
Now all but memories that haunt me in my sleep
I keep telling myself that this is the right path
My confidence is an act
My fear of becoming a mediocre man
Destiny called me three times, but
I came up short on this month's bill
What's the point of having a job
When it only pays for the gas to drive you there?
I'm fucking sore from all the
Nights that I've slept inside of my car
Tell me that I'm made for more than
Shop drawings and microsoft excell
Don't mind, don't mind if I
SCREAM I have no other way of expressing myself
I asked everyone else "why?"
Or where we go when we die
But I never learned to ask myself
Almost a year since I jump back flipped on stage
Man those where the glory days
Now all but memories that haunt me in my sleep
I keep telling myself that this is the right path
My confidence is an act
My fear of becoming a mediocre man
Destiny called me three times, but
I came up short on this month's bill
What's the point of having a job
When it only pays for the gas to drive you there?
I'm fucking sore from all the
Nights that I've slept inside of my car
Tell me that I'm made for more than
Shop drawings and microsoft excell
Don't mind, don't mind if I
SCREAM I have no other way of expressing myself
I asked everyone else "why?"
Or where we go when we die
But I never learned to ask myself
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