Since I've been away I wrote a novel in my head
That hung a cliff high on the train wreck
Of secrets I'd spilt all over you.
Its raining on my head
Sometimes I wish my head was dead but you don't like it when I talk that way
Because death is something we don't chose.
From everything id seen to
All that drips from our machines may seem a little less unclean when they're not dirty.
Kill the time its a curse and worse than dividing lines,
Nothing will be boring,
Wait till I can stay so I wont ever keep you waiting
Because right now I need to go away again.
One day when I get saved I'm gonna give back all I take and write down everything that I think with a big stick in the sand
(And fill up the whole beach)
Now that I can see I will say anything I want
I will do anything I please because its me
And I forgot who I was.
From everything you read to all the gifts that you receive
May seem a little less redeemed when they're not broken.
Kill the time it's a curse and worse than dividing lines,
Nothing will be boring,
Wait till I can stay so I wont ever keep you waiting,
Because right now I need to go away again.
