Dissociating In Wilsers Room

I don't want to
I got to
Gotta find a way out
Don't answer the questions that I haven't let out
I won't tell you I'm lonely
Won't say that I'm broke
Both things considered I'm really a joke

I can't tell you I love you
I won't tell you I'm sorry
My mama didn't raise a liar
So I'll just hold my tongue

As you walk through the house
You draw eyes from the floor
Double fisting drinks three and four
So far gone again...

But I'm hypnotized by the way that you spin
Lean over close child take my hand
I'm not here for the dancing
I'm here for the shots
Whisper in my ear I hear the Devil talk

Now she's waltzing over my way
My way
MY WAY
I'm easy to talk to
But not easily strayed
A lamb of God who knew he couldn't trust the flock
Who miscommunicate the word of God

I'm going nowhere and going there fast
All i need is a freight train to give me a smack
Its all or nothing
For nothing at all
I'll just sit in my room and stare at the walls



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Writer(s): Travis Flynn
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