The Walter Scott

Duration

4:39

Genres

Alt. Rock

Lyrics

I’m not sure where I was The last time I tried To stop this performance I love to hide behind I’m whitewashed to disguise The things I love to hide Like the picket fence outside With its rotten wood behind the white And I’m terrified of this world Terrified of this rotten wood And I’m rotten, I’m rotten Bring me back, bring me back now, bring me back, bring me back now To the starting line, where I can run, but I can’t… Bring me back, bring me back now, bring me back, bring me back now To the starting line, where I can run, but I can’t hide I can’t hide, I can’t hide I woke up today with modest intentions To watch them become ambitious And now, I’m vicious Oh Lord, I’m vicious Bring me back... Bring me back, bring me back now, bring me back, bring me back now To the starting line, where I can run, but I can’t… Bring me back, bring me back now, bring me back, bring me back now To the starting line, where I can run, but I can’t hide I can’t hide, I can’t hide And now you’ve met the beast within me And whitewashed walls I won’t pretend to be