Michael Jaskewicz - My Destruction (feat. The Crooked Tree Band)

If I had a hand grenade I'd throw it in my head
And blow up all the thoughts and noise while laying in my bed
I wasn't made to wear a suit and tie, wasn't made to run that race
I was only made to sing my song and put a smile on your face
So here I stand
On the eve of my destruction
If I had an atom bomb I'd lay waste to my heart
Obliterate my hopes and dreams and incinerate my art
I wasn't meant to step in line I wasn't meant to run 9-5
I was meant to lend a hand but that'll keep your pockets light
So here I stand
On the eve of my destruction
If I had a carpet bomb I'd shred apart my soul
And blow up every moment I felt that I was whole
I wasn't meant for fashion, I wasn't meant to be too cool
I was meant to keep you warm like a blanket on your soul
So here I stand
On the eve of my destruction
Well my head's gone numb
And my heart's grown cold
And my trapped sould is screaming out
(let me the fuck out!)
For that one thing, anything to remind me of better days
Please, please show me the way
If I had a flower, I'd plant it on my grave
Hope someone might water it remembering better days
For all the things I wasn't meant to be I never could see clear
There must've been something to keep things
From ending up right here
So here I stand
On the eve of my destruction

Written by:
Michael Jaskewicz

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find