and out-of-town plates I'm more than all the cell phone towers I'm more than all these warning baring streets I'm more than all these small town skylines More than
Give me some religion, pass the wine Because this time I can't hold it in Like I always did Give me some more TV, make it loud Make believe, I'm in desperate
can pay the rent. We always try to buy a better life, I think we may have over spent. Mixing pride and dollar signs, Is easier said than done. Na na
We have our master plan bottled and canned living in the 352 Steps 1 and 2 walk home drunk wake up confused with a stranger next to you The copied costumes
I?ll keep my faith alive Cause this is paradise or parricide I can?t believe this sight Streets full of blank faces and junky eyes The streets won?t
Sit back and watch the train wreck, Watch me jump off the deep end. I won't lie, my mistakes take up every minute of my life. It's been the down fall
For over half her life she's worked from 9 to 5, Crossing T's and dotting I's the neon lights can't hide, That she's lost her shine. She says the mornings
Well I'm happy to report, My long standing last resort, Ended by just stopping short, Of me burning like a torch. Step off, stand back. Cause it's a
So this is what it feels like when you finally lose the spark And this is what it feels like when you finally sober up The sentence was prison, bars
When is common sense too much to ask? And then when did consequences get left in the past Is it just bad habits or a typical script Is it all big plans
Calling all mothers and fathers, Come get your sons and daughters. Right now they're on corners, Finding ways to cure their boredom. I'm sitting right
in smoke, and you're a ghost. You know in the end you'll be walking the tight rope, walking the tight rope. Son, take it from me, life's more than the
So you're feeling like you're just a waste of space now. And you keep feeling like you're always out of place. Don't you think it's strange you always
The cycle circles, stalls, then spins. Describes the current state I'm in. It's like a nose dive then a crash, With all my blackouts and scraped hands
This blood that's in our veins it, Carries all of these mistakes that we've ever made, When we're not thinking straight. Don't remember every name, But
and steel drowning in this quicksand And the cities skyline hasn't looked the same, since the boom in south Florida's real estate. It's turning into more than
I'm happy to report my long standing last resort, ended by just stopping short of mr burning like a torch, stepoff, stand back cause it's a fact I've
Give me some religion Pass the wine cause this time I can?t hold it in like I always did Give me some more T.V. Make it loud make believe I?m in desperate
