Weird Ways

I, I don't feel it anymore
Somehow I see clearer than before
I hold on to the bastian of life
I turn my back to the meaning of life

And the scene isn't my scene anymore
I dug too deep and was crawling on the floor
It's what you make and the people you love
The more I burn, the less I've got to show

What's calling me now is
Jumping in line at the store
Keep racin' ahead, there's
No value in the score

Grind your teeth
And cut off all your sleeves
A few good rifs
And a sticky bag of cream

You said therefore
It's not as bad as it seems
A corner kid gets to live out all his dreams
No self-control
You keep singin' through the screams
When you let go it's closer than you think

There are colors in the places you can't find
It's a weird way of saying goodbye
It's a weird way of saying goodbye
It's a weird way of saying goodbye

(There are colors in the places you can't find)
(It's a weird way of saying goodbye)
(It's a weird way of saying goodbye)
(It's a weird way of saying goodbye) it's a weird way



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Ross Showalter
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