Scouts honor- these shadows they dance and flicker on walls and the seconds are all so deceiving have i been here for hours or days as if it matters Ive become a waste so maybe this is where i was meant to lay whats a home without love four walls to call my grave
whats home with out love four walls to call my grave i have too many former friends and not quite enough real ones to make me believe this is all ok to make me believe this is all ok
this is ok x4 this is not ok x4
i use to put faith in my dreams wished slumber wouldn't escape me but recent nights it has and ill i ask for and all i ask for is a brave bird x2
one with a sword and shield so that he might keep my mind at bay i plea that he protects me because i have learned my biggest enemy is me