St. Paul

Lucky Strike cigarette hanging out of my mouth
Tars my lungs but keeps my mind clean
Guitar in my hand, nicotine to stand
Keeping my fingers over the strings

The voices in my head make me think that I'm mad
But they make great company
Thorazine king soon as I's 17
That L got the best of me

Maybe I've been running too long
Hiding from friends who feel more like ghosts
Maybe this time I'm far too gone
Or maybe I'm just sick

Well, I had a girl who I made my world
And swore I'd make her my wife
But I can't provide, said goodbye as I cried
She was the best part of me

Maybe I've been running too long
Hiding from friends who feel more like ghosts
Maybe this time I'm far too gone
Or maybe I'm just sick
Maybe I've been silent too long
Running from those who love me the most
Maybe this time I'm far too gone
Or maybe I'm just sick

Keep your head down, don't say too many words
Don't let them know how much it hurts
Keep your family at arm's length
Don't show them your lack of strength
Don't let 'em call, don't let 'em know
How far you're willing for this to go
Don't say goodbye, just up and leave
Act like you're dead and hope that they believe

Maybe I've been running too long
Hiding from friends who feel more like ghosts
Maybe this time I'm far too gone
Or maybe I'm just sick
Maybe I've been silent too long
Running from those who love me the most
Maybe this time I'm far too gone
Or maybe I'm just sick
Maybe this time I'm far too gone
Or maybe I'm just sick



Credits
Writer(s): Anne Elise Hastings
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