Thief of Always (The)
I'll Keep Walking in Circles
With my head in a cloud, I've got my heart in the stars,some place halfway from here to mars.I was born a bastard son,and I will die an alcoholic dreamer,never knowing what could've been.I watched fate wither away,leaving my hands raw and partially decade.I use to keep my thoughts and my memories in a notebook,that I found just laying around in an old broken down housethat me and some friends broke intoon a drunken whim just to test our adrenaline,and to see if there were any sort of men hiding behind our immature thoughts.The only thing we found were the bluesthat led us down to the county jail,where we learned how to rot our lives away.Someday we'll all go and throw our lives away.
From Letras Mania