Lyrics Label - Hussey

Label

Lay in the ruins
I’ve been hiding
I lie to the label
There’s holes in my writing
Scared of the subject
Hoped I’d outgrow it
The closer I get to the place I admit
I sure am amazing but only in circles I’m free
I’ll shoot like a patient
I’m bred through the hallway
A form at the station
Sign you in and out always
Being mean on paper
Was mad at your own behavior
Paradox get stuck, and I blame it on us
There’s five thousand reasons to stare at the sun, for a week
Stop in Waco
Head just won’t go
Come to a decision
Day drinks
Commit to a version
Talk about an excursion
Some sub-par review of a long year or two
If I wanted that fame I’d address all my letters to you