Mute print

Rule one is hang up the phone 'Cause if you knew what's next, you'd never chase another dream again All you wanted was an answer, not just to suffer Who are you weighing down? All you wanted was the...

Another jog through hell, and why are you pacing? We're not out of the woods And if this lesson fails, could I pack up and leave? I wonder if I could No, I could not ignore I could not abort No, I...

If I can, then I will twist this knife until it snaps at the hilt To make you feel this damage done is real When I will I recover from a wound that never heals? The answer's always never, forget...

I will make myself A mile from the racetrack Drag my losses home It kills me not to go back And we float with parasites All our lives There's me with the geriatrics at the slot machines There's me,...

So I'm looking at this bottle And this bottle, it speaks to me It says get off the fucking train So I jumped down These metaphors are for assholes and I'm no different I'll get to what I mean slowly...

The voices are silent echoes This is the hardest part The water's up to our ankles With no sign of letting up But I'm still climbing out I always meant to tell you that I never meant you harm in this...