Letras
A seat at the table, gotta pay the price
Its filled with quicksand, slick sheets of ice
Caught in the crosshairs, asleep at the wheel
Numb to the notion, forgotten how to feel
Stuck in a circle, living in a loop
You’re walking on eggshells, gotta fly the coop
No use complaining, do what ya can
All part of the grand scheme to have no master plan
Looking over my shoulder, the past is close behind
But as you get older, where do you draw the line?
All that they told ya, was everything would be fine
Over and over, it only made sense in time
Sneakin through the city, slide through the cracks
Gonna light the candle, gotta melt the wax
Tuck through the turnstyle, trying to get through
Averted eyes, watch everything you do
Under the pressure, need to release
In seek of pleasure, BLOW OFF SOME STEAM
Watch it all pile up, from the backseat
Shit got you caught up, want to be free
Looking over my shoulder, the past is close behind
But as you get older, where do you draw the line?
All that they told ya, was everything would be fine
Over and over, it only made sense in time