Walk By
Hundred dollars on a ground for luck
Hundred dollars got picked up so fast
Holding his thoughts, opinions in a vault
And they dumping him for it, the closest will follow
Everyone in here, trying to be, designed to be
And I left something by the door
For you to pick up when you get back home
But now you disappeared from my phone
Tried to call on Sunday but the ringer echoed silence
And the voices called for god, then the space
I found this time ain't a waste, and my mistakes
As I walk by
Leaving no one else
As I walk by
Picking up myself
As I walk by
Birds will fly away
As I walk by
You pick up my pieces
Hop on the door and it shut down too
Then it beats your fucking ass if you're walking past too
And I fuck on a road as I go
Can something in this life just be for love? My love
I give it away like it was free today, my love
Then I look around and everyone's dying, the hardest pill to swallow
A tear on your mother's face when she looks away trying not to bother
Sometimes its harder, putting more time in, trying to survive
But she, will never speak about it
As I walk by
Leaving no one else
As I walk by
Picking up myself
As I walk by
Birds will fly away
As I walk by
You pick up my pieces
In this fucked up game you got fucked up shame
What the fuck is fame if you can't be yourself
Getting on, then drowning in your sorrow
Go ahead and drink your life away my daddy did this anyway
He found the happiness above
Let me run on my own sometimes from a child to the adult life
Then they asked me what is wrong?
There is nothing wrong
Wasn't that much firm of believer now the god is someone I speak to
And I'll ask him questions as I'm talking to myself
I found that we got some common ground
When the energies move from the room to the bag
Sometimes it fills with the voices that leaves something
As I walk by
Leaving no one else
As I walk by
Picking up myself
As I walk by
Birds will fly away
I hope they don't fly away again
I hope they don't fly away again
I hope they don't fly away again
You pick up my pieces
Hundred dollars got picked up so fast
Holding his thoughts, opinions in a vault
And they dumping him for it, the closest will follow
Everyone in here, trying to be, designed to be
And I left something by the door
For you to pick up when you get back home
But now you disappeared from my phone
Tried to call on Sunday but the ringer echoed silence
And the voices called for god, then the space
I found this time ain't a waste, and my mistakes
As I walk by
Leaving no one else
As I walk by
Picking up myself
As I walk by
Birds will fly away
As I walk by
You pick up my pieces
Hop on the door and it shut down too
Then it beats your fucking ass if you're walking past too
And I fuck on a road as I go
Can something in this life just be for love? My love
I give it away like it was free today, my love
Then I look around and everyone's dying, the hardest pill to swallow
A tear on your mother's face when she looks away trying not to bother
Sometimes its harder, putting more time in, trying to survive
But she, will never speak about it
As I walk by
Leaving no one else
As I walk by
Picking up myself
As I walk by
Birds will fly away
As I walk by
You pick up my pieces
In this fucked up game you got fucked up shame
What the fuck is fame if you can't be yourself
Getting on, then drowning in your sorrow
Go ahead and drink your life away my daddy did this anyway
He found the happiness above
Let me run on my own sometimes from a child to the adult life
Then they asked me what is wrong?
There is nothing wrong
Wasn't that much firm of believer now the god is someone I speak to
And I'll ask him questions as I'm talking to myself
I found that we got some common ground
When the energies move from the room to the bag
Sometimes it fills with the voices that leaves something
As I walk by
Leaving no one else
As I walk by
Picking up myself
As I walk by
Birds will fly away
I hope they don't fly away again
I hope they don't fly away again
I hope they don't fly away again
You pick up my pieces
Credits
Writer(s): Irma Vaidotaite
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