Am I Wrong? - Brand New
Well I talk too much to myself and I turn back on my faith. It’s like glass when we break, I wish no one in my place. I can’t stay in this place, I can’t stand when the room turns around on my fate. You give me no guarantees, there’s no promise I can keep. I can’t stand, I can’t see my way. I feel blind on my feet. I can’t stay too long, am I wrong? Goodbye, lay the blame on luck.
I’m so tired of my mood and sleep comes with a knife, fork and a spoon. You’re so pale in your face, you let life get in your way. I’ve seen you don’t need their seeds, when their dirt goes in deep and I’m lost in sleep. Goodbye, lay the blame on luck.
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