Snowship
Motorcades
Motorcades don't mean anythingunless they're traveling behind your bodyScribble down the route you taketo find a place worth livingChoices come to be your friendif it's the only one you're givenSo many times I've tried to guessbut ended up so far awayAnd in the fields I find shelter from the scarcethey surface questions I have long laid on myselfI hid the picture of my grandma's silhouettecause those were better times--no one would say the bestAnd I wrote my mother several letters just last monthbut threw them out as soon as I had sobered upcause all my problems are self-inflicted or bad luckI just need my father's prideI just need my father's prideI just need my father's prideWon't that be enough?
From Letras Mania