Further into the Ordinary

Been burning bridges by the pair
the only thing that's sure the only thing that's clear

Eyes closed, the only way I can leave
become further from the person I used to be

What's more deprived
what's fortunately

.......the city streets ....padded walls
....take to recreate what I miss
............preaching that idea

What's left, the words....
They mean more to you than they mean to me
I'd rather drink to make light of things
Cause that's the only thing that's left that's somehow worth the shit to me

There is not a promise left to break
.......... survive off fallen grace