Criminal

(albüm: Dog Years - 2017)

Somebody planted the seed of love
But the vines are killing me.
Make you feel so good to know
But it's bad, bad, bad...

I guess by now I should know the score
It's like somebody put some voodoo on me.
And I don't want it in my head.
I can't take it no more.

I feel like a wanted man.
I'm not a criminal.
You've got me in your hands.
And I got nothing at all.

You've got me believing
You're someone I'm needing
But I'm a brick in your wall.
And I'm in your hands
And I'm running
Got me running like a criminal.

I'm on the streets in the dead of night.
I'm waking up in the woods.
I'm feeling dirty inside my soul.
I need somebody who can help me come clean.

I'm at the border down by Mexico.
I don't know which way I should turn to next.
Should I give it up?
Should I take it all the way?
All the way down down down down?

I feel like a wanted man.
I'm not a criminal.
You've got me in your hands.
And I got nothing at all.

You've got me believing
You're someone I'm needing
But I'm a brick in your wall.
You got me in your hands
And I'm running
You got me running like a criminal.

I'm a broken man that maybe be fated
And I don't know the time I'm facing.
And the line is off my dime is up and I'm facing
Facing the devil.
I gotta leave it all behind...

I feel like a wanted man.
I'm not a criminal.
You've got me in your hands.
And I got nothing at all.

You've got me believing
You're someone I'm needing
But I'm a brick in your wall.
You got me in your hands.
Oh and it's criminal.