Wagin' War
By: Photoperiod
Duration
4:47
Genres
Lyrics
I don't quite understand what the fuck it's for I've been up all night waging war inside the broken foundry of my mind you cast shapes in a mold that wasn't mine And I'll show you How the sand slips through your fingers I can't Breath Much When you're not around I can't see much when I'm comin' down I turn over But I never found the questions I've been searchin for Write Sympathetic Rhymes for those in need between the lines you'll find what I mean It's time for the routine go stand in line Your genius shines when you're walkin' blind I can't Breath Much When you're not around I can't see much when I'm comin' down I turn over But I never found the questions I've been searchin for So I'll show you How the time flies out your window Pick your poison call a doctor and she'll write your complications down So pick apart the signs and throw them away I paint the sky in a different gray Maybe it was right to play a fool now your color's shinin through I can't Breath Much When you're not around I can't see much when I'm comin' down I turn over But I never found the questions I've been searchin for 'cause it's boring when you're not around So quit Mourning When you're comin' down You fall forward but you never found Someone who Treats me like you do
