threw your body head first don’t think about what stops when you think you can’t feel a thing i sometimes want to spare you from the pain of knowing what you’ve done a fucked up thread that holds us no one can touch it’s guarded unsuspecting friends have made lost compromises we cannot speak we can’t be held to take a stand less rated why don’t you go chance time to get out make a run for the road we’ll have a traveling show there’s only one way out there’s a blank space in your view why does it seems so sad to escape when no one is chasing you i wrote it down i gave it away i suggest that you do the same stranded but extremely over used claiming territory what a joke i sometimes want to spare you from the pain of knowing what you’ve done won’t let you fall away