Letras
Like a victim at a crime scene, traced out with chalk
Buried in an avalanche of problems, from dead to tall
Crushing weight of mind and soul, the storage meant runs high
Like a beat-up prize fighter, crawling to my corner to die
No doubt, can't communicate life lessons
Staying tall or dying, fate's wasting chalk outline again
One more time, not if but when
Looking to your heart, I can't tell you it's the end
Put the clues together and stand up again
Pulling myself up on the ropes, I spit out some blood
Thinking of the ones that really need me, ones I love
Savings are gone, credit card maxed out again
Working two or three jobs, when will it end
No doubt, can't communicate life lessons
Staying tall or dying, fate's wasting chalk outline again
One more time, not if but when
Looking to your heart, I can't tell you it's the end
Put the clues together and stand up again
The blood swallows me, in a heavy blanket full of sand
I can't lift my arms, it's hard to breathe again
Murphy's law, don't want fame
When it rains, it pours
Spots of rain, one thing you can't squash
When you hit the ground, you get your second wind back
For another round
No doubt, can't communicate life lessons
Staying tall or dying, fate's wasting chalk outline again
One more time, not if but when
Looking to your heart, I can't tell you it's the end
Put the clues together and stand up again