GreyMarket - Make Sense

End of the week
And you’re begging for sleep
What’s keeping you awake
Is it your job? Your mate? Your fate?
Where do you stand when the ground gives way?
Nowhere

And you’re thinking, god
That gun looks warm
And how would it taste?
One quick shot to the face now
Would end every shout
Grow up, time to be a man

I’m trying to make some sense to someone
Wish I could to you

You’re keeping your friends
Outside your skin
’Cause you know what happens
When things get in

Dad, I’d like to be just like you
When you’re gone I pray I’m so strong
Say the right things, stop my stumbling
Join the human race and make some sense

Written by:
L. Cave McCoy

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