Backyard Swing
Lonely boy on the backyard swing With the sting in his soul and a diamond ring No point to go home Empty house and all alone Dreams are but a lie to get through the day To escape reality to get away Look at how I'm emptied Life's only halfway through Minds gone crazy What am I supposed to do Can't find a path Lost any dreams long ago I just can't last I just can't grow Time can only torture me Or I do it to myself Its coincidence or purposefully I can't get help Who I am I, I don't know I miss going with the flow I miss my mind going quiet I miss my old friends I miss no worries And not having to pretend Like everything is fine Like I'm okay All the days gone by I'm a modern cliche https://www.prizerebel.com/index.php?r=8615731










