They say to her loves just a game, Many have tried to win for years, With all the open space, Outlines to be traced, Left waiting for her here, They called it all a bluff, Behind her smile lives the fear, No man could hold her heart, Like the silence in the dark, It’s why she keeps a bottle near It’s a lonely road ahead, When her parents hit the basement, New years came and went, Can’t remember why shes wasted, Just another broken heart on a busy street, Wandering the crowd hoping that she meets, The one who’ll take her home without a fight, Just another phone call to a dead line, Crying to herself, wanting to be fine, One more pill to help her sleep tonight, One more place to hide He wanted to be just like his dad, With his face on the front pages, Built to be brave, Smiles when there’s pain, Won’t let them behind the batting cages It’s a lonely place to live, When he’s left out in the corner, Wondering what he did, To endure all of his torture Just another broken heart on a busy street, Wandering the crowd hoping that he meets, The one who’ll take him home without a fight, Just another phone call to a dead line, Crying to himself, wanting to be fine, One more pill to help him sleep tonight, One more place to hide
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Right here my guy
They say to her loves just a game,
Many have tried to win for years,
With all the open space,
Outlines to be traced,
Left waiting for her here,
They called it all a bluff,
Behind her smile lives the fear,
No man could hold her heart,
Like the silence in the dark,
It’s why she keeps a bottle near
It’s a lonely road ahead,
When her parents hit the basement,
New years came and went,
Can’t remember why shes wasted,
Just another broken heart on a busy street,
Wandering the crowd hoping that she meets,
The one who’ll take her home without a fight,
Just another phone call to a dead line,
Crying to herself, wanting to be fine,
One more pill to help her sleep tonight,
One more place to hide
He wanted to be just like his dad,
With his face on the front pages,
Built to be brave,
Smiles when there’s pain,
Won’t let them behind the batting cages
It’s a lonely place to live,
When he’s left out in the corner,
Wondering what he did,
To endure all of his torture
Just another broken heart on a busy street,
Wandering the crowd hoping that he meets,
The one who’ll take him home without a fight,
Just another phone call to a dead line,
Crying to himself, wanting to be fine,
One more pill to help him sleep tonight,
One more place to hide
I’m recording to this tonight !
This is fire! I'm going to write something this weekend. 🔥
That was beautiful
Wow man this is so pretty
Awesome! 🙌🏼
I wrote one of the dopest songs of my life to this
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