Oxford.Summer.2011

Last year was really something
One of the best years of my life
This year somethings missing
and I can't even try

So I walk these crowded streets
Like a ghost in search of redemption
Friendly faces keep passing me by
But I stumble aside
So I walk these crowded streets
Like a ghost in search of redemption
Friendly faces keep passing me by
But I am stifled

I don't want to come back here
So I burnt all my bridges
This place has nothing left for me
So I'm moving on

So I walk these crowded streets
Like a ghost in search of redemption
Friendly faces keep passing me by
But I stumble aside
So I walk these crowded streets
Like a ghost in search of redemption
Friendly faces keep passing me by
But I am stifled

Fuck it, I'll spend my nights
Drinking whiskey by the barrel between 4 solid walls
I know that's not much of a life
But I've given up trying, there's no point denying
'Cause when a man loses hope and the fire in his heart
Has burnt to the bone
He might as well sit in the rain
And say "Fuck it! There's no point at all."



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Writer(s): The Drunken Ramblings
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