Lonesome Ways by Jersey D Gibson
Every time
I walk this way
I'm too close to hate.
But everyday is a struggle!
Bleeding by drops, I'm running empty
can I fill up with what I feel?
Angst is just a term, just an expression
can I use what I don't have?
Look up!
Can't you see I'm struggling?
Look up!
Can't you see I'm floundering?
Look up!
Can't you help me stand?
Look up!
Can you please give me a hand...?
But I'm falling down,
I'm running out,
I've gone to far to find my way back.
But I've fallen down,
I've down run out,
I've gotten myself into a perdictament.
(Can you help me save me?)
Every time
I've walked this way
I'm too close to fate.
But everyday is a struggle!
Everyday is a waste, just a waste,
haven't felt this bad in so damn long.
Meddling in affairs that are not my own,
can you see what these hands have done?
Help me!
Can't you see I'm struggling?
Help me!
Can't you see I'm floundering?
Help me!
Can't you help me stand?
Help me!
Can you please give me a hand...?
But I'm falling down,
I'm running out,
I've gone to far to find my way back.
But I've fallen down,
I've down run out,
I've gotten myself into a perdictament.
(Can you help me save me?)
I've fallen
I've fallen
I've fallen...
11/05/2006 Author's Note: I think I've been listening to way too much Mudvayne and Sevendust...
Posted on 11/05/2006 Copyright © 2024 Jersey D Gibson
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