The times you'd open the door,
back from what is more important than your family
Too focused on the next trip to leave town,
to screw around,
leave us again

What's left to recall,
all the times of falling tears
What I felt for you,
you had your head up your ass with your career,
too busy to notice

My reason to give up on whats true,
the feelings fly past you
No collision at full throttle,
you just down another bottle

Miles apart,
from where it all would start
No phone calls to confirm,
you must think of us as a germ
You and your ignorance

My reason to give up on whats true,
the feelings fly past you
No collision at full throttle,
you just down another bottle

Enough money packaged in the letter,
through the mail you'd think it makes it better
Do you not get, that you is what we need?
All your worries are about supplying to feed,
only checking on us monthly just like a weed

My reason to give up on whats true,
the feelings fly past you
No collision at full throttle,
you just down another bottle

Once the bottle is empty,
let the karma find a way through,
let it find a way to get you,
reveal the fake spirit that lives,
yet soon to hope die


Lyrics submitted by Raptor45

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