We're not breaking new ground, there's no comfort in what we've found. Go home, you'll sleep alone. You'll remain where you have grown.
But the regrets are still killing me. A type of insincerity that I can't believe, you knew they and I were here we could never leave. The funny thing I find in this is i've stopped trying, Although my hearts still beating. I can't feel anything, and when my minds eye's bleeding I can't keep my thoughts away from you. There's nothing I can do cause' when I can't keep my thoughts off of you, I just stop breathing.
I have been so tempted by road island but I cant help but feeling Provi's just not my land. Leave this river behind you, it's all that you can do. And when feeling anxious? don't depend on substance, hold your arms out.
