Feel my patience wearing thin.
Held up for too long, In the state i’m in.
Carry a pocket full of sin.
Where did I go wrong, and let the toxic in?
I tried to keep my head up, but always seem to get pulled down.
I’m starting to believe, you dont want to be found.
I am struggling within.
Pick myself up and get back on my feet.
I was made for greater things, Than hazy nights and red eyes.
Have to break free.
Have to find me.
I asked around for hours, but no one seems to know.
“No brother, I can’t tell you.”
I go from town to town but no one seems to know where “I” am.
Feel my patience wearing thin. Held up for too long, in the state I’m in.
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