Holes In My Maps


"A place to take roots and grow up strong"
I'll cut every tongue saying these words on a rusty wire
don't tell me stories to feed my mind

the path I lead, the cruel law I must heed
I laugh at myself : innocence left in childhood,
am I now better understood?

don't be too late
'cause I can't sleep 'till my clock keeps ticking backwards
walk on water like jesus did

don't be too late
'cause I can't sleep 'till my clock keeps ticking backwards
don't be too late
five words, I'm enchained to you but I fall through the holes in my maps

don't be too late
walk on water like jesus did







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