Clock Work

Every street a familiar face
Memories from long lost days
I've tried hard to forget but they keep tugging at me
All these songs are close in theme years of circling
Chasing my tail, booze, drugs, lost faith
Same old bars, drunken whores
We've all been there before
Those nights when i shouldn't have made it

My best friends and my worst enemies
Were collected on these streets
If i could go back and change anything
I'd fuck it up again

Like clock work, repeating, never ending, stained in time

Words don't change anything
The mold was cast, the bricks were laid
To build a wall that can't be penetrated
We conversed about faith
My father lost his pride
In my eyes he stared as he cried
I'm sorry i can't change the past

For what it's worth, i'm truly sorry



Credits
Writer(s): Build Airplanes
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