Texty:
Young And In The Way

If I could rid of my selfishness and my need to be the best, maybe I could truly progress, mistakes are always in the back of my mind and so is the past

your deathbed injecting poison / how long can we stay here / on your last leg bent over backwards / while the world moves on and steals your life / let them die and

[Instrumental]

the sound of drums and rising horns pressed on our backs / we've moved through sand against a wind that carries nothing / my words must be meaningless

I spin my neck it's got me in knots / they can see it all / and they're so sick and twisted / they can make a call / and have you killed for living /

your back take a breath rest your eyes tomorrow's the day to lose the mask and reveal the lies (this long black dream) into the black a lovely death and

I did CHORUS: And there's so much time to make up Everywhere you turn Time we have wasted on the way So much water moving Underneath the bridge Let the water come and

goddamn town where the shadows are demons / more than the life we know / dead end town just picking up pieces / the one that fits the hole has thicker skin and

your deathbed injecting poison / how long can we stay here / on your last leg bent over backwards / while the world moves on and steals your life / let them die and