Strung Out

Strung Out

Composición de: Everyday Game
I'm preaching life 
I'm preaching thought 
cause I see it all around me as it struggles to unfold on a world
born afraid
I don't need science no reason to calculate what's here inside 
no answers won 
no questions asked will chase this feeling away 
I know about hate 
I've been in love 
and I've seen everyone around me close their eyes and turn tostone
I've seen hope in disguise
well I'm not trying to save your soul 
don't wanna show direction 
don't wanna take control 
I've been a lie 
I've told a lie but I'm trying to get it better each day I try
life shot in the vein 
pumped in the heart 
awaking my soul 
knocked down 
kicked in the face 
shown the easy path is the hardest way down 
I've drawn to one conclusion that no one really understandsanything 
we're all grinding gears 
don't know which way is up
once the soul is dead the mind ain't far away 
on the steps of my mind one thousand thoughts decline away
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