Map the Streets

de Senses Fail

If I fall or trip back into love I'm gonna bring a ladder and gloves so I can climb right back out if there is ever even a shred of doubt
I'm gonna bring a flashlight too and leave a trail and stick to the plan, you can get real lost down there if you're not sure,
of the foreign territory there are times when the path gets blurry and the wrong turn feels right

But who would want me anyway?
I'm a lush with broken parts of paper mache
I have nothing left to give, I don't think I ever did

There are times when I wish that someone would help me find the person I was,
or give me a detailed map of the streets spelling out the traffic patterns in beeps
I am finding safety in lines, they are painted so they can guide
empty tanks and broken wheels take me home
right now I find myself dangling on the edge trying not to fall in back to where I came from

But who would want me anyway?
I'm a lush with broken parts of paper mache
I have nothing left to give, I don't think I ever did
I dove in way too deep with rocks tied to me
I should have had a plan cause now these ropes won't come free
I do not have faith if I did then I would feel safe
I would wait here for fate but it's conveniently late
the bottom is a place that I know too well

So who would want me anyway?
I'm a lush with broken parts and I never change
I have nothing left to give, I don't think I ever did
I wish that I could find the person that I was
I always thought that I'd be happy if I was loved
but I have nothing left to give I don't think I ever did

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