Hit or Miss

Watch you like a movie
Thin plot and bad acting
Play the antagonist, you're doing it right
I dedicate all of this
To the ghost of my present
And I stand as a pillar of salt next to paradise

You could always find a lover but never be a friend
I don't think you were trying
A bruised reed may bend but it'll never break
What I write is hit or miss
But it's cheaper than a therapist
And I'll stand as a pillar of salt next to paradise

You are not my home
That's why I'm packing my bags and I'm moving on
You are not my home
But you are

I'm not able, I'm just Cain
Wandering not spreading wings
I swear I'll never sow what I reap
Like Stefan Stambolov
Big change it has a cost
I see an end for you and one for me

You are not my home
That's why I'm packing my bags and I'm moving on
You are not my home
But you are

You are not my home
That's why I'm packing my bags and I'm moving on
You are not my home
But you are



Credits
Writer(s): David Jeffrey Nichols
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