when the day has come that I've lost my way around and the
seasons stop and hide beneath the ground, when the sky turns
grey and everything is screaming, I will reach inside just to
find my heart is beating.
I’m
ready for the fall I’m
ready for everything
that I believed in to drift away Ready for
the leaves Ready for
the colors to burn
to gold and crumble
away
Hey Mr. cage man let me get a fresh
breath
Cherry bomb head strong I could fake my own
death
Hey Mr. fate man shuffle me a ninth life
I’ve been wrong, go long
throwing me a sharp right
It’s not a picture perfect life
Not what I had in mind
Let me write my own
line