August

I felt it all
The holes are burning still
I hold my throat
And i'm watching all
The laughing pass me by
If i could just turn the clock back
All this time's left me feeling jaded
I nearly lost my mind let me stay here
One more moment buried
Broken glass from window
Panes fell down on my back yard
And i cut my feet
Got dirt ground in the wound
If there's such a thing as a payback
How high's the price on my head