Album: War Paint (2011)In My RoomI ought to sink into places I find that I don't know; remember my old shoes, some spaces were made to be outgrown. And if I fill up that table in my head, I think I'll find all of the countless ways I could make up for lost time.
'۬Made to be a better thing picking up the parts. It's a long long ways away, but I used to be a little bit hard to carry on. I had to be out of the way, but I still believe in everything; even in my flaws. They're a problem I can take, but I tried to be a better thing, but it's taking me a lot, recovering all my strength.
'۬In my room there's a storm that will calm when I'm through. Find my ways between lines that I drew. These are my thoughts in a long form and I have the mindset to deconstruct you. Filled with the clouds in my eyes that I knew, I take the worst I can find and consume. This is the dark, but it feels warm and I try my best to see right through you.
'۬I remember none of it. Taking to my thoughts, it's a solid I'll escape. Stable for a little bit only to belong, but belonging gets so fake. I'll slip into another place laying on the lawn, though this time feeling gray. I tried to live a better way. Tell me where I'm from, settled in my daze.
