The Wanderer

Plead your case
Please if you understand the task at hand
You're more than welcome to begin

My cleverness unravels all around me
While I try to gather all the lies that came together so well
A mural of illness that only I can see through strained eyes

We can't be fighting
We can't all be burning
All we are is hurt
All our dreams are fading as we're dying

Please if you understand all the words and all the fear

Tear the ropes that bind me
To my grave
I may look like death
But I ain't no slave

Shattered bones (love)
Broken skin (lust)
I'm alone, all alone

All I've got are my bones and the gun on my hip
And a suit that I fear I will be buried in
I struggle on with a song in my throat
And a name on my lips that I dare not speak

All I've got are my bones
All I've got are my bones



Credits
Writer(s): Ernie Maresca
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