I haven't found Jesus
And he sure has not found me
I've been looking for same women
But she has not been looking for me
I've been looking for the beauty in the ugliest of things
Somehow I cant even see it in me
Cause I've been running in the same fucking place for too many years
Not going anywhere but using all my energy
Too Scarred to move on and too scared to stay still
But the drum keeps kicking and this pens never ceases to spill
Come everyone, get up and get out its time for the guilt
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