last night, awoke from my sleep
feeling like i couldn’t breathe
you comfort me then turn over
bury yourself underneath
i felt an ache in my teeth
i guess i grind in my sleep
from stress that lives somewhere deep
for what i sow, i must reap

every locked door needs a key
but there’s no reason i’d flee
got everything that i need
cause you got my soul to keep
i took an arrow to the knee
i know for you i’d take three
pain to the highest degree
i know you won’t disagree

i left la now every day is so oh so cold
i understand that’s what it takes to change your postal code
felt a change inside my soul, not like i lost it on the road
it’s buried in a closet or the basement, i don’t know

too many possessions
i got too many possessions
a lot was for an impression
i guess that is my confession
i would do anything for you i know i’d stop the procession
i still came out the wreckage but they’re not getting the message

they’re still not getting the message
i don’t know how long it’s been
so i’ll go back to the pen
instead of wondering when
i'm crawling back into bed
thinking that i’ll try again

then i awoke from my sleep
i couldn’t breathe
you comfort me then turn over
bury yourself underneath
i felt an ache in my teeth
i guess i grind in my sleep
from stress that lives somewhere deep
for what i sow, i must reap

every locked door needs a key
but there’s no reason i’d flee
got everything that i need
cause you got my soul to keep
i took an arrow to the knee
i know for you i’d take three
pain to the highest degree
i know you won’t disagree

i left la now every day is so oh so cold
i understand that’s what it takes to change your postal code
change inside my soul, not like i lost it on the road
it’s buried in a closet or the basement, i don’t know

panic

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