Good morning redemption
Ailing bones may bleed
In a constant transgression
It is clear that you'll never win
You've been spat out of the system
Fortune disfavours the meek
I don't mind if you can't sleep still
I won't mind if you need to speak
You always wore your heart on your sleeve
Never wanted never needed
But you'd get burnt out here in the field
Complacently
And sometimes it seems desperate
Seems fleeting with your age
I'm no virtuous individual
I'm the stone dislodging the dream
Staring out of the flames
Something time won't change
But you had to see inside
So leave your love at my place
I won't piss you off
If you could stay the same
You got to see inside
And that's something i would change