The Way

Sit for a bit if just to share
Fair weather friends bend in the air
Bare weathered branches
Get sick with salt on the dead ends

What I've learned a time or two
That dirt they flirt can stick to you
Stains in the carpet
Get sick with smoke by second hand

Don't know what else to say
I've been away from The Way
No other way to convey it

Except when I apologize
Praying to God that he'll forgive my crimes
I don't want to be the fault to my demise
Quit and cut off the strings to those close ties
I don't want to push it off
Got nothing else to say
I've been away from The Way

Try once and then again
Pretend you don't know how it will end
You spend all of those dizzy nights
On the busy streets losing appetite
To fit into sizes for stigmas
That dig into your shallow ego
I don't know where my self worth lies
Hypnotize me before I drift to sleep

Don't know what else to say
I've been away from The Way
No other way to convey it

Except when I apologize
Praying to God that he'll forgive my crimes
I don't want to be the fault to my demise
Quit and cut off the strings to those close ties
I don't want to push it off
Got nothing else to say
I've been away from The Way

Can't change a thing on my own name
I need my soul to be rearranged for you
I've been diving and diving into crimes
Thinking somehow I'll get away with my life
Is it right to play blind
Even though I can see right through it

Don't know what else to say
I've been away from The Way
No other way to convey it

Don't know what else to say
I've been away from The Way
No other way to convey it

Except when I apologize
Praying to God that he'll forgive my crimes
I don't want to be the fault to my demise
Quit and cut off the strings to those close ties
I don't want to push it off
Got nothing else to say
I've been away from The Way



Credits
Writer(s): Brooke Faith Cody
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