Black Coffee
Not On Tour
I've been paralyzed
I’ve been set aside
I spent my life encouraged not to face your crimes
I'm running out of strings to pull
It's not a gold mine it’s an empty pool
I'm sick of banging my head
This is a game for one you are the only son
You spent your days ignoring hiding from everyone
Scared it'll fall apart
Covering your foot steps just to keep your crown
I'm running out of strings to pull
It's not a gold mine it's an empty pool
I'm sick of banging my head
Would you read it for me
What the cards are saying
What do you see in our future?
I got lost in all the words, thought I found my way back home
I don't know what I’m looking for
