November 2007
you always call me
and ask me how i make it through the day
i'm always fallin'
i guess it's just god's way of telling I'm stronger then they
some days are better, they're better than others
can't run forever, you're pushing me under
what a way to live my life
i'm hiding from the battles i don't want to fight
what i've become
and n
I throw it all away, all today
Nothing changed, everything's the same
I walked away, far today
Now pretend, everythings ok