Fictions

I can't stay bent I can't never stand tall again Cause there's no sense in pleading ignorance From atop the fence That I built to divide territory In a map drawn by my pride My fictions are clouding my judgement Cause they'll always be a ghost inside the phone I want to sit up straight for you But I don't see a way out, only a way through So you can tell your friends that I'll try not to kill their vibes Cause criticizing their mountain won't ever help me climb mine My fictions are clouding my judgement Cause they'll always be a ghost inside the phone And there's gotta be a way to get in front of it Always caring the stones I couldn't throw Let it go, let it go to show You can catch and release an elbow Because sometimes the only way to make it right is to never call again Aren't you sick of being sick of it? You will know when you've had enough You will know when it's time to run Feel the things that you've never touched You will know when you've had enough But my fictions are clouding my judgement 'Cause they'll always be a life I could have known And there's gotta be a way to get in front of it Always caring the stones I couldn't throw On my own