Dead Grass

Alright, it's TNC
Riddled with pain
I'm riddled with pain
All hopes lost on the shadow play

Dead grass dies on the side of the road
I said dead grass dies on the side of the road
Dead grass dies on the side of the road
I said dead grass dies on the side of the road

Last laughs die out when all happiness goes
An obligatory silence proceeds to cross the road
Affairs with defiance seem to lose all hope
As I speak my mind I become the butt of all jokes

Karma aint frightening it pushes me forward
I'll walk up to it's front gate and start knocking its door
Heavy as my heart the thud hits my feet on the floor
As the door opens and asks 'do ya want some more?'

I place my hands out in front of my face
With my eyes closed bracing myself for a another quick taste
Instead of a handful I'm graced with my fate
So full of danger it rapidly chases me out of them gates

I walk towards the shop looking for a little escape
The yellow glow of the Lidl sign the only comfort I take
I look down at the ground notice my feet on the pave
In the cracks of the concrete dead grass displays my disdain

Dead grass dies on the side of the road
I said dead grass dies on the side of the road
Dead grass dies on the side of the road
I said dead grass dies on the side of the road

Now I've come away here with way more than I bargained for
With comfort taking the form of a human force
Tricky as shit it's ducks and dives my reaches
Leaves me lay out on the pavement man I'm fucking speechless

So out of reach is the peace that I seem to be craving
That I lose myself trying to find out if it's baiting
Or if it's possible that I may just find it
As I walk down the street man, my minds in conflict

I pass two guys who look at me so awkward and strangely
Is it cos I'm waved or to my mind are they aggravating
Try to reach out and explain my situation
Results in a another failed attempt at a normal conversation

Again and again and again and again
I place myself in the picture but in this frame there's just shame
All things considered I place the blame at my name
But this dead grass on the roadside still displays my disdain

Yeah, yeah this dead grass on the roadside still displays my disdain

Riddled with pain
I'm riddled with pain