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letra de jolly good show - s. reidy

[verse: 1]

poltergeist
feed me lies
skin me as you say goodbye
pierce the sky
little lies
i am not the one to try
crawling through my skin an anxious aura
bending over letting master tear the flesh up off his brain i lost control
i wanna feel like i’m a p-wn
i could never ever take another loss
i just wanna feel numb and hide it all
when i stretch my mind falls apart
how you deal when the world is caving in?
i just tell another joke and fake a grin
how you deal when your bones are under earth?
with your fingers crawling underneath the dirt
shook up when you try to find the peace of mind thinking that you had it all along
when you open up the door see the piece of me hiding in the fabric in the wall
when i feel like i’m an alien, an open book, a pope, a cook, and the bad guy at the same time
when i lose my mind, and parasites push me off the ledge, i have no choice, and accept the fall

[hook]

fall
air flowing through my soul i could never find the
fall
right words take control i’m afraid i’m only
fall
living now just to die without a home, i can feel it in my bones, i’m too close, please catch me if i
[verse: 2]

fall in line with the wrong place wrong time
sinking on a boat like a boy consumed
in the fear misplaced with your bold mistakes hanging on display, oh he’s gone so soon
i’ll take that, as a compliment
never was the one for common sense
i’ll stand so strong
it’ll show you wrong
there’s a truth to start and the end of it all
cuz i walk alone and get spoken to
walk through fire but no prove
that i can cuz i side on the minds with truth
never find signs to replace the blues i’m here
and it’s alright
but stuck in the air like a lost kite
so sorry for how the board was scored
but i still had fun though i lost the fight
so what’s what?

[verse: 3]

and you can find me at the finish line still waving that black flag that god handed to me from my birth
i may wave it alone but the constant sensation of flying barely hanging on my seat is enough to keep me going
still can’t find a reason open hands receive the punishment of lying hypocritics, we posses the strength to move past it
i’m find without a friend, but seeking lights with open ends can be the death of the explorer curiousity is poison
i’m just praying that you know this
from second hand to first
i’ll grasp on to either singing lifes in tune with hurt
cuz i love you

- s reidy

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