I run fast but I fall short of breath as I escape this lifeless town
and pray to God that the devil decides to get back to me.
I sold my soul for a bit of time in front of you on your TV,
hoping you knew what you meant to me.
(Chorus)
Grey Skies, the trees on fire, (the colors of my burning pyre)
Spread my ashes in the streams of
Blue skied North Carolina, bet my life I'm gonna die here
Living on discarded dreams
From the shores, to the mountain tops I run to the evergreens,
following the trail of burning leafs
Now I'm stuck here working these dead end jobs just to make sure my ends meet
while i play my heart out all for free in the street
(chorus)
So I sit in my room and I write these songs
to try and make you proud of me.
Wait for your glass house to start shattering.
Missing you cause nothing seems to fill this void inside of me
quite like when you said you loved me.
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