Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Woods, artist - No Trigger. Album song Canyoneer, in the genre ПанкDate of issue: 31.12.2005
Record label: Nitro
Song language: English
My Woods |
| There’s a kid within my head with a hatchet to my nerves |
| Rebellion fills the songs he sings and, this much I deserve |
| With every hack at synaptic gaps, there’s another to the hairline |
| His freckled skin hides an angry side |
| And even though he wants me dead I’d kill myself to keep him alive |
| Flat out motionless a statue growing mold |
| Around me rotates a world with no control |
| The forest of my childhood now’s a filthy parking lot |
| What isn’t asphalt is barely connected by deserted grown in stonewalls |
| And therein lies a home |
| He stumbles the streets alone |
| Walking through the backyards circling the brain stem left unto his own |
| Motionless a statue growing mold |
| Around me rotates a world with no control |
| I know, I’ll never make it by myself |
| But he believes, he believes in one more swing |
| Twenty-three atop the peak of nothing guaranteed |
| Lets hope at thirty-five my friend inside is still up there and still alive |
| I’ll pack my bags and run away |
| I’ll run away, I’ll run away |
| Out run the axe another day |
| I’ll pack my bags and run away |
| I’ll run away, I’ll run away |