my mother said things are fine and turned the other way my troubles she said go way back far before your day but things are all right she said it's alright
to be the one to swallow my pride i'll try but make no promises and before i go off to collect myself please don't give up while there's time to be the
day breaks the same for the expressionless open the gates at a stand still routine media dream, no reality pressure eager to be recognized fighting for
i'd do anything to look that way when i stop and think again i want to change my face and change my skin no more invisible to them, you can't compare
could be afraid of what they'd say could be afraid of the things they say this morning i had the bad taste i couldn't think straight i crawled back inside
it was time when i walked away we said good-bye i was confused i traded everything for another life and thought i left i swore that i would never go
There?s a black man with a black cat Living in a black neighbourhood He?s got an interstate runnin? through his front yard You know, he think, that he
do you remember when we met i was so intrigued you were so intrigued we spent our time telling our sides of our excitement of insecurities moving far
what you are i'm not your apprentice don't lead the way i could care less of your identity my first impression did not impress your insecurities came
walking by myself i took a look around i think i misunderstood the magic of this town it's time to recognize that i should let it go it doesn't look
you built a garden to watch it rot you could get blood from stone if you want but for you to be infectious maybe not the needle got me and i'll bleed
i want to go but when i'm gone i don't i'll make it anywhere but here but here is where i've got to be anywhere but here i've gotta make it to dixie
