ALL THINGS THIS WAY
You keep me waiting, it’s why I’m around
It’s why I digress and keep it down
All things the same
Nothing will change
To make it easy I’ll fake a dream
And lay between two trees on a crooked scene
All things the same
Nothing will change
To keep me guessing is to feed my frown
That’s why I can’t swallow and am always down.
No comments:
Post a Comment