Threw your body head first
DonÂ’t think about what stops when you think
You canÂ’t feel a thing i sometimes want to spare
You from the pain of knowing what youÂ’ve done a fucked up Thread that holds us no one can touch
ItÂ’s guarded unsuspecting friends have
Made lost compromises
We cannot speak
We canÂ’t be held to take a stand less rated
Why donÂ’t you go chance time to get out make a run for
the road weÂ’ll have a traveling show
ThereÂ’s only one way out
ThereÂ’s a blank space in your view
Why does it seems so sad to escape
When no one is chasing you i wrote it down
I gave it away
I suggest that you do the same stranded
But extremely over used claiming territory what a joke
I sometimes want to spare you from the pain of knowing
What youÂ’ve done wonÂ’t let you fall away