Light
You say to hold out for light
Might not be exactly what I'll do
But I'm hoping things pull through in time
It's gonna take some time
To get these chemicals out of my system
Cause Christ knows I still miss you and them like hell
You tell me one thing and I'll feel another
I guess things will be alright
I've got a lot of questions
And as my grip on all things slips, I'm clinging to my mind
I'm not fucking around
I'm not fucking around with this shit
You're not fucking around
You're not fucking around anymore
I'm not fucking around
I'm not fucking around with this shit
You're not fucking around
You're not fucking around anymore
You want choice?
You want choice?
You'll be choosing all day
You'll be choosing your whole life away
You want choice?
You'll be choosing all day
You'll be choosing your whole life away
Go
Go
Go
Go
Get on that Plane
But how the hell will you come back?
I guess I knew that you would not last for me
Am I accepting entropy?
Or that there's some Good in grief?
Or that there's nothing even happening?
You've got to tell me how
How it'll all work out
Cause hoping and praying are the only things I know how to do
I caught a glimpse of something and now thinking about the light keeps me up at night
I'm not fucking around
I'm not fucking around with this shit
You're not fucking around
You're not fucking around anymore
I'm not fucking around
I'm not fucking around with this shit
You're not fucking around
You're not fucking around anymore
People want choice these days. You're okay, it's time to go (Grow)
You say to hold out for light
Might not be exactly what I'll do
But I'm hoping things pull through in time
It's gonna take some time
To get these chemicals out of my system
Cause Christ knows I still miss you and them like hell
You tell me one thing and I'll feel another
I guess things will be alright
I've got a lot of questions
And as my grip on all things slips, I'm clinging to my mind
I'm not fucking around
I'm not fucking around with this shit
You're not fucking around
You're not fucking around anymore
I'm not fucking around
I'm not fucking around with this shit
You're not fucking around
You're not fucking around anymore
You want choice?
You want choice?
You'll be choosing all day
You'll be choosing your whole life away
You want choice?
You'll be choosing all day
You'll be choosing your whole life away
Go
Go
Go
Go
Get on that Plane
But how the hell will you come back?
I guess I knew that you would not last for me
Am I accepting entropy?
Or that there's some Good in grief?
Or that there's nothing even happening?
You've got to tell me how
How it'll all work out
Cause hoping and praying are the only things I know how to do
I caught a glimpse of something and now thinking about the light keeps me up at night
I'm not fucking around
I'm not fucking around with this shit
You're not fucking around
You're not fucking around anymore
I'm not fucking around
I'm not fucking around with this shit
You're not fucking around
You're not fucking around anymore
People want choice these days. You're okay, it's time to go (Grow)
( Isaac Enen )
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