Black balled burning all thes
To heaven slack-jawed running
Outta issues to sell i don't want it i don't need
It I don't see it thought it out and
Maybe I do couldn't it apologize
For telling the truth outmanned
Manifesting I darkness in eden
Too planned wearing out
Your welcome too soon
I'm not the one who went home
Too early I'm not the one who stayed out all night
Outta time picking up the pieces oe mercy
Going blind after all the visions are gone
I'm not the one who went home
Too early I'm not the one who went home at all
Writer(s): James Anthony Rota, Emily Jane Burton, John Mark Carroll Bechtel, John George Oreshnick
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