Haunted
She is losing her religion.
Yeah, it's not 'cause of God.
No, it's not 'cause of Satan.
She is stuck in the middle.
I know what you do when there's no one watching.
I'm that pretty lonely boy in the arms of an avalanche.
The sun dropped you out.
But nobody even liked you, until your inheritance.
Now you are in a parked car, going nowhere with all of your ugly friends.
Riding high on prescription drugs, until you are slowly letting go.
I've got it all on my shoulders, I've got it all on my shoulders, I sold my soul but I got it back on me.
But I brought you in, laid you on the silver couch.
I brought you in, your eyes were rolling back.
I've got it all on my shoulders, I've got it all on my shoulders, I sold my soul but I got it back on me.
Because you rely on me.
I ride my bike down to Duncan's to get my dad some cigarettes, he says he needs them like his coffee and his hopelessness.
But I don't believe him anymore.
Yeah, I don't believe him anymore.
Says he is disappointed in me at the dinner table.
Who can stay in school, but fail his grade?
I don't have the heart to tell him that I've hardly been there.
He calls my sister a dyke, drags her across the floor because she doesn't like boys anymore.
And I can hear her packing her bags in her room and I want to go with her but I'm only fourteen years old.
Yeah, I'm only fourteen years old.
Yeah, it's not 'cause of God.
No, it's not 'cause of Satan.
She is stuck in the middle.
I know what you do when there's no one watching.
I'm that pretty lonely boy in the arms of an avalanche.
The sun dropped you out.
But nobody even liked you, until your inheritance.
Now you are in a parked car, going nowhere with all of your ugly friends.
Riding high on prescription drugs, until you are slowly letting go.
I've got it all on my shoulders, I've got it all on my shoulders, I sold my soul but I got it back on me.
But I brought you in, laid you on the silver couch.
I brought you in, your eyes were rolling back.
I've got it all on my shoulders, I've got it all on my shoulders, I sold my soul but I got it back on me.
Because you rely on me.
I ride my bike down to Duncan's to get my dad some cigarettes, he says he needs them like his coffee and his hopelessness.
But I don't believe him anymore.
Yeah, I don't believe him anymore.
Says he is disappointed in me at the dinner table.
Who can stay in school, but fail his grade?
I don't have the heart to tell him that I've hardly been there.
He calls my sister a dyke, drags her across the floor because she doesn't like boys anymore.
And I can hear her packing her bags in her room and I want to go with her but I'm only fourteen years old.
Yeah, I'm only fourteen years old.
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Writer(s): Reuben John Wayne Bullock
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