Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
I can feel it coming Decisions I can’t make Brain starts to freeze Fingers won’t work Sick of this disease
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
La presión atrapada Busca por donde salir Tapo mi boca Se me sale por los ojos Tapo mis ojos
Some I like to share Fresh out of the oven Don’t let it get cold That’s why I wrote it Emotions in that moment
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never
I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be
Turkey and dressing Loud and overwhelming Opinions and food fly Green bean casserole Too much laughter
Why can’t I choose to be somewhere in the middle? Surrounded by extremes Measure everything With a grain of salt
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere