BWISE
Confessions
Gone with a fire storm
shut the door, left the town
left her kids behind her now
as she continued, driving round
and her mind has took a beating
by the fist of lovers pride
with the pills, they were misleading
her disease, was the Doctors order
and a stained sense of time,
a stoned state of mind
where we've gotta blow a line
and we've gotta find a sign
When the sun don't wanna shine
and were blamed for all their crimes
Theres no sense of
Pride In Here!
Theres no cry for
Help In Here!
with a punctured heart, its true
from those little things you do
Just calling to see your there
and crying when your not
shut the door, left the town
left her kids behind her now
as she continued, driving round
and her mind has took a beating
by the fist of lovers pride
with the pills, they were misleading
her disease, was the Doctors order
and a stained sense of time,
a stoned state of mind
where we've gotta blow a line
and we've gotta find a sign
When the sun don't wanna shine
and were blamed for all their crimes
Theres no sense of
Pride In Here!
Theres no cry for
Help In Here!
with a punctured heart, its true
from those little things you do
Just calling to see your there
and crying when your not
