Red ink on feathers and stories unwritten
Young kids uneasy and struggling to fit in
Tigers without stripes and birds without wings
These are a few of life’s terrible things
Old Fading sunsets and chased broken dreams
Thick black smoke and slightly shattered schemes
Evil devils who scream at the angle who sings
These are a few of life’s terrible things
Overdose and dying in drunken car crashes
Bottles of champagne and cigarette ashes
Chess without pieces and queens without kings
These are a few of life’s terrible things
When the clouds darken,
When the rain falls,
When I’m feeling low
I simply remember life’s terrible things
Like my shaky hands and love that still stings
…and then I don’t feel so good
Oct 25, 2015
Oct 25, 2015 at 9:14 PM UTC
Red ink on feathers and stories unwritten
Young kids uneasy and struggling to fit in
Tigers without stripes and birds without wings
These are a few of life’s terrible things
Old Fading sunsets and chased broken dreams
Thick black smoke and slightly shattered schemes
Evil devils who scream at the angle who sings
These are a few of life’s terrible things
Overdose and dying in drunken car crashes
Bottles of champagne and cigarette ashes
Chess without pieces and queens without kings
These are a few of life’s terrible things
When the clouds darken,
When the rain falls,
When I’m feeling low
I simply remember life’s terrible things
Like my shaky hands and love that still stings
…and then I don’t feel so good
