I felt metaphorish.
Down another cracked road,
should we walk this one again?
I'v helped you down it over and over
It's time to sink or swim.
Those thoughts collecting dust,
craddled in your head.
To shallow to let them out so what makes
your life worth crawling out of bed?
Like Im any consolation, so burried in our fights.
another smashed bottle, for another drunken night.
Sometimes I only pitty you,
others I wish to defenstrate your head.
Who here is really to blame,
when everything's been said?
Don't try to lie out of this one, it won't work.
Don't say
everythings fine when, the match just started to burn.
Your drowning in your sorrow,
and soaking up despair.
Your longing for something more,
when nothing seems to be there.
So tell me you can't breath, and that it's all my fault.
I'll hang myself with guilt again, with my to back the wall.
Down the same cracked road yet again.
but this time you're on your own.
Without me by your side could
you face reality alone?