Crooked Roads

Off the line not quite right
Time is key
Better lie than to be lied to
To be tried than to try to see

It's fair to find borrowed time
Let it be
In the fire of a moment
Gotta go, hit the road and leave

But part, part, part of me still believes
And that part, part, part of me still believes

Where crooked roads go, nobody knows, no, nobody knows, no
Where crooked roads go, nobody knows, no, nobody knows
Bottled up and brittle, it's hard to meet the middle
When you're so close
That's where crooked roads go

Never mind finding light
In the street
When it's time to face another
Let them try to un-color me



Credits
Writer(s): Camille Peruto
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