Fawkesy - Writing on the Wall

I baked my back in the desert sun
I left my love down on Charleston
I sold some drugs to the old Venetian
I watched the fall of a promise land
If you’re too late
The bell will ring and the doors will lock
If you’re too late
You’ll be stuck outside when the guns go off
Hide away
If the right way is the wrong way
You’re on your own way
To reading the writing on the wall
Ooh, on the wall
Ooh
I left bike trails in the snowy ground
I made some friends and we made some sounds
I see them often enough it seems
When I watch them behind computer screens
Hey, what you dream might kill you
While you’re awake
And so the chase might thrill you
And that’s okay
Okay
Hide away
If the right way is the wrong way
You’re on your own way
To reading the writing on the wall
Ooh, on the wall
Ooh
Fight the terrible from an empty nest and
Hold the parable, hold it to your chest, oh
Call the constable, we surely have a mess and
This thing’s unstoppable, it cannot take the pressure
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hide away
If the right way is the wrong way
You’re on your own way
To reading the writing on the wall
Ooh, on the wall
Ooh, on the wall
Ooh, on the wall
Ooh

Written by:
Declan DeSart

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