Flowers From The Man Who Shot Your Cousin

Saddled Up

Flowers From The Man Who Shot Your Cousin


Saddled up and alive
But not the strength to go anywhere
And this sickening sky
Never clears up above our heads

We must be getting old
Nothing is new
Few emotions are shown
Their face beaten and blue

I'm, not inclined to meet anyone
I tried, but the walls are too thick, too high
I know, all too well
I'm bound, bound to fail

Uptight when I look at your changing ways
I try not to seem too depressed these days
But silence arrives
And it tears down my guise

Composição: Morgan Caris

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