walking home alone in the snow
SAINT JUDAS
GENRE Drunk again, four AM in an empty parking lines
Led to the overpass, [buy pink giraffes?] to watch the semi trucks
I refuse to admit that this planet is a fleeting afterthought
Go to sleep, hope to dream of never waking up
Loaded gun, shot me up out through the atmosphere
I realize it's not my time to be happy
The ground calls me out, "Come back down"
But that's not news to me
I lost my way, found it somewhere in the in between
Slowly fade 'til I become a ghost
I don't want to face my fears alone
Drunk again, feeling sick I can't keep doing this
Eleven missed calls, I turned off my phone
I'm going off the grid
I took the long way home, I didn't want to face that empty apartment
Stay away, keep marching away until the sidewalk ends
Slowly fade 'til I become a ghost
I don't want to face my fears alone
Led to the overpass, [buy pink giraffes?] to watch the semi trucks
I refuse to admit that this planet is a fleeting afterthought
Go to sleep, hope to dream of never waking up
Loaded gun, shot me up out through the atmosphere
I realize it's not my time to be happy
The ground calls me out, "Come back down"
But that's not news to me
I lost my way, found it somewhere in the in between
Slowly fade 'til I become a ghost
I don't want to face my fears alone
Drunk again, feeling sick I can't keep doing this
Eleven missed calls, I turned off my phone
I'm going off the grid
I took the long way home, I didn't want to face that empty apartment
Stay away, keep marching away until the sidewalk ends
Slowly fade 'til I become a ghost
I don't want to face my fears alone
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