Tangled Tongues Paroles

Ripping
Rabid rage
Packed in a rabbit's hole
Scratching
Scraping
Screaming
Dark and dampened shouts
I can see the light
But I can't squeeze my way out

Lay in the shadows with my doubts

To think
How I waved good bye
The things keeping me alive
As I hopped inside

I guess I never realized
The younger me had seen the end of his brighter days
Tell him that I'm alright When ears of smoke make blackened rooms
Then all of your thoughts start choking too
I wonder ways and wish them through
Your better days are up to you
It's up to you

It's alright
I'm alright

The long lengthy leads that last
Take fast tracks back to our past
With a wilting wonder of
What one will overcome
When one's younger days are done