Seesaw, no i couldnt hold time
Even if i could would you speak soft?
My calluses dont grow on my skin
Will i find my way out?
Will i find my way out?
How can i find my way out life is a gun
Feel like i stayed too late and you left to young
Seesaw, no i cant confide here down on my knees
But i recall, something you said back in february
There was something were all workin for
There was something were all workin for
There was something were all workin for it doesnt matter now
Belly up in the water im cursing out the clouds
There are things we cant explain that we must do and that explained blood more then i ever knew. he captured every single color in hue. that was my brother the entire way through.
That was my brother almost a quarter century, and i failed him when i said hold on to me.
Life is gun, now i know what you mean
If we cant get off the ride are we really free?
In the seesaw, i saw a balance in me, now the balance is gone i dont know what i see."