This, My All
Album: Behind the Last to Board
By: lazyjane
By: lazyjane
Duration
4:34
Genres
Description
Folk, with a rock feel.
Lyrics
Take from my word the meaning you heard - The color of my tongue isn’t gray You can stand down your guards, for I am no foe - I’m not here to wist you away But say, couldn’t you use a mindless break, an escape Just a place for your shape to compensate Patch up the hole that was ripped in your chest - Soon it will just be as scrape If the shoe doesn’t fit it will wear on your soul - So go ahead and loosen the lace And say, couldn’t you use a running mate, for your sake Just an aid, not a weight to compensate Read off my palm of where I’m coming from - If unsure in the state of my case Lines they may be, with cause to pick up - But not to let down either way And say, couldn’t we all use a little faith on our plate Just incase, for plan-A to compensate (SOLO) This my all, nothing left to relay from talk - What more could I say This my all, put upon your table top This my all, this my all, this my all, this my - all, all
