Oh I’m feelin sick, that I never confessed
Took off and left you standin, just to guess
Feelin so wired, I’m about to crash
Put on the brakes, I ain’t built to last
CHORUS:
But, it’s your kind make a man go crazy
It’s your kind, runnin wild
I’m a runner, but the rope is burnnin
Too many lies, got my mind turning
Gotta have a try, to see your soul shine
Catch the last train home, one more time
CHORUS
From the looks, I’m headed back
You’re the one damn thing, that I lack
Pulled into town come the sundown
Lookin for my rider, I hit the ground
I called out your name, no but you ain’t there
Have you forgotten, or should I even care?
CHORUS
credits
from The Medium Times,
released April 11, 2014
Words by Z. Doiron, Music by Z. Doiron & C. Shepherd