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(álbum: theselfwillrunriot - 2019)

I've run this well dry
Now I've fallen in it
Drowning in women and wine
I've run out of time
Yeah, the clock is tickin
And I've seem to run out of rhymes

Like a boy, in a dream
Fast asleep, and paralyzed
But he wants to open his eyes
But he's afraid of what he will find
He's scared to let in the light
I can't paint the right words to portray this
The only way I know how to say it

Is with tears on pages
The search is aimless
So I'll keep praying
But these words are shameless
They're worth saving
The fears I'm facing
They keep facing me

We all fall down, fall asleep
I'll still be safe in my dreams
All fall down, afraid to fly
I want to run and hide

I know it's unhealthy to play all these mind games
But how am I supposed to win you the honest way
I'm not that good at just being authentic
The only time that I can quit playing is with

Tears on pages
The search is aimless
So I'll keep praying
But these words are shameless
They're worth saving
The fears I'm facing
They keep facing me

Is with tears on pages
The search is aimless
So I'll keep praying
But these words are shamless
The fears I'm facing
They keep facing me