The Life

Never leave the house until I need to
But I'm at the edge of my seat just dying, dying, dying to meet you
And when our right hands shake and I finally, finally, finally feel you
I know that I won't let you down

Making a wish when I blow out the candles
Something’s right on my tongue
I smile, smile, wait till I’m able
Turn my back and I run
Dog follows and breaks through the table
Cuz he would never let em down
Everybody’s screaming now

Remember the day that I left
I ran for miles, the dirt bit my ankles
The hot street burnt my feet
I stared right at the heat of the sun, on my knees, and cried
I’m free

Perfect hell in memory
Out of touch and out of reach
When you were way too young to feel the heat
Stuck in a spider’s web, in the belly of