Spinning round and round these thoughts that keep me from my craft
I try to dodge them here and there so much it makes me laugh
I might be able to get away if I sit back and relax
Though part of me wants to go back and cover all of my tracks
Running away from everything will solve nothing when I'm attached to a string
I'm not sorry for being afraid, when all my worst memories have done nothing but decay
Maybe ill cross the line, and drain all the fear right out of my spine
A symbol worshiped by millions
One id never kneel to in a million years
Despite what goes in my ears
Or what comes out in my tears
Ill follow no one in a suit if I do they'll end up someone ill shoot right in the face and never feel any disgrace
Standing up for a reason I know I'm sure of
But does it mean I'm doing it for the one above?
If I could fly up, and act disguised as a dove
Then realized id been “had” just like my past love