This one is more of a poem
Genre: from under the cork tree/ fall out boy
You made another fight and ignored
My red light
You didn't hit rock bottom you kissed it
All those times and warnings and
You missed it
Your mouth was a path of glass
I wanted to pass
Light the air and blow on that smoke
You slept through my words and couldn't be awoke
You think that i think of myself of being perfect which is farthest from all
But to change you is just your call
I would rather cry and listen to the lie
Than cry when i feel the knife at the fist fight
Your mouth can get you places that are far from good
But far is where you think you should(be)
But Its not a wish its a warning
You think the fight is your calling
But its not a wish its a warning
The vision is black and white for such a colorful person
To someone who's broke their own promise and killed a person just to see their own version
Thanks for the fun
Thanks for putting me on the run
Thanks for lying to yourself
You say you don't care but you will be there
Your mouth can get you places far from
good
But far is where you think you should(be)
But its not a wish its a warning
You think the fight is your calling
But its not a wish its a warning
