Album: other songs

150

It seems off time again
I'll let the tapes sync up
Quick, the walls are caving in
I'll show you here what I mean with all that's done
Before the humour met my hurt side
When four best friends collide the heart is where you go
How was I supposed to know that you couldn't let this go?
It seems so separated
But this came together
Like a wound into the flesh
It means this is everything
To measure up the rock to my heart
It's percent of me
Well it's 150 and that's the way it will be
How was I supposed to know
That you couldn't let this go when we said so?
You can't fake this heart
It's not the same to you
I'm not in debt to any heart except my own
This is my medicine my effort my home
I'm not in debt to anyone except myself
This is my happiness my sickness my health