Strike the feeling of this temper down
The sky won’t fall without the clouds
I tighten my throat to make the words come out the right way
Fuck the way my feet react
They rise and fall to break my back again
I’m a tourist in this life of mine
Frayed like all the bits left to unwind
I’m a tourist in this life of mine
Unravel at the seams with me
Company’s best when in defeat
It seems we end up tired in the end
Safe to say we’ve seen it all
But I’ve been told the error’s not to fall from no height.
I’m a tourist in this life of mine
Frayed like all the bits left to unwind.
I’m a tourist in this life of mine
Bask in this new place
It’s lukewarm water
Sick southern new face
Sheep led to slaughter
And that’s fine by me
While I understand the change of direction completely. I do wish we got one more show where this album was played in full, as there are a lot of bangers slept on here. bdogz