I think that I’m okay.
Cheap champagne,
this warm summer night.
I think it’s time to say goodnight.
I’m feeling like a tidal wave.
Wanting to kill those stuck in a cave.
I left the town for now,
I’ll try to explain how,
I feel I’m looking stuck,
I’m caught in all this muck
I want to go home now,
but my brother knows now.
So I’ll stay in this hole in a wall,
that they call the Rivers Call.
I’m feeling like a interstate,
going to fast, I missed the gate.
I walked back into town,
I tried to stay away from her.
I failed so bad,
now my family is mad.
Try to be quiet please,
you’ll wake up my niece,
Innocence has took its stray.
I think it would be best if I stayed.
Try to explain me how,
or even better why?
I just want to be at home,
and I want some love.
I feel like a albatross.
Sailors point and stop.
I feel like a classless wreck.
So many words left unsaid.
Remember me
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