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On the road to safe I kinda tripped along the way It just seemed like a nasty hassle The path was greener on the one less traveled That's where I remained People so high they think I can't hear the whispers I can see it falling off their face Their trying to shoot down my plane of grace It seems like its already hard enough But the paint on me is beginning to dry And it's not what I wanted to be The weight on me Is hanging on to a weary angel So tell me what it is about Where did everybody go without me So, I like to fantasize And watch the sunrise like it's a big surprize Life moved and I stopped to taste it I drank it up 'til it left me wasted But my rains have bled A softer red Oh you should see the world inside my head You can shackle me away And try to wrap around my dreamer I feel better when I paint my days With purple seas And left out greys Strange is just a different point of view But the paint on me is starting to dry And it's not what I want to be The weight on me is holding onto a weary angel Chorus I feel better when I paint my days With purple seas And left out greys Strange is just a different point of view But the paint on me is beginning to dry And it's not what I want to be So wait on me Wait on me Chorus You should see |
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