Talk °Fahrenheit - AfterBear III

I'm dying slow
It took a year to feel the pain
And writing the last of
Eighteen songs drives you insane
Will I write a good song
Before I hit the floor
My god it's hard to say
I'll punch a wall and crash my car
But won't go a cowards way
And I sit shaking, afraid of what I keep creating
Am I good enough
For the bear to see fit
Am I strong enough to
Keep fighting and quit
This car can't hold me anymore
When I scream, I need it to be heard
I'm dying from this cold
I'm screaming help
And it's lost in words
And this music doesn't fit
Can we all come down from it
No more war, no keeping score
These kids won't stay quiet
My heroes bled, of this I'm sure
I'm indecent, and I'm in descent
And I can't call this place my home
I do not know if the wolves
Will go for your bones
They might leave you alone
But if they don't kill you
That blue bear will
And your prints will be on the gun
If you could go back, you know you would
Can you at least say that you had fun
My own walls are closing in
It gets darker as they come
I try to follow
My birth brother checks me
As I run
My god keeps chasing me
The earth shakes as he breaks me
He shoots me down
And with a frown, says
"Your prints will be on the gun"
You did this to yourself
You did this to yourself
He screams at me
"You did this to yourself"
Just try to sleep
Just try to breathe
Just don't think about
What's going wrong
It's just a song
Who said you had to try so hard
I know you belong
But it might not be with her
This trip is bound to end
Soon you'll make a friend
One that doesn't judge
One that sees beauty
Your prints are on the gun
Can you say you had fun
The albums done so try to cope
With the songs not getting much love

Written by:
Jordan King

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