by Arcassin Burnham
Full of choices in my life I couldn't figure out,
Competing with other men has been so dumb,
That’s why I don't give a **** about the sudden doubts,
Cause only God Himself can tell me what I should do without.
Anxiety has taken over me,
And has consumed me in the worst way.
I guess i should stay home,
I shouldn't do this anyway.
Ignorance consumes them all,
I never needed friends to talk these days,
I should've just stayed home,
i shouldn't do this anyway.
/
Time is delayed , no time is wasted , just focus.
You could tell your family you won't be home tonight.
On the wide open road with a jar full of secrets.
Didn't listen to the man up stairs now you got cold heart.
You could listen to the angels vocals or the demon screaming in your ear.
Watch the paths of the roads fade and evaporate then disappear.
Put yourself in the place of me,
Then tell me what you see.
Put yourself in the place of me,
Then tell me what you see.
You could listen to the angels vocals or the demon screaming in your ear.
Watch the paths of the roads fade and evaporate then disappear.
Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 12:12 AM UTC
by Arcassin Burnham
Full of choices in my life I couldn't figure out,
Competing with other men has been so dumb,
That’s why I don't give a **** about the sudden doubts,
Cause only God Himself can tell me what I should do without.
Anxiety has taken over me,
And has consumed me in the worst way.
I guess i should stay home,
I shouldn't do this anyway.
Ignorance consumes them all,
I never needed friends to talk these days,
I should've just stayed home,
i shouldn't do this anyway.
/
Time is delayed , no time is wasted , just focus.
You could tell your family you won't be home tonight.
On the wide open road with a jar full of secrets.
Didn't listen to the man up stairs now you got cold heart.
You could listen to the angels vocals or the demon screaming in your ear.
Watch the paths of the roads fade and evaporate then disappear.
Put yourself in the place of me,
Then tell me what you see.
Put yourself in the place of me,
Then tell me what you see.
You could listen to the angels vocals or the demon screaming in your ear.
Watch the paths of the roads fade and evaporate then disappear.
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