I don't look left to right
I know I can close my eyes
won't be made if you stay
Gotta get away, gotta get away
I felt I drained blood out of a stone
And believed I could throw in a stove
Starting to feel I'll never get old
My memories getting older
Can't see my last peak it's way over the hill
In the valley of nobody's here for the thrill
Qualifications were a push
I worked out my last pickle
I got nothing else to deal
I am a boy until I've bled for real
Blissful ignorance to believe
Shit will just happen at will
My blood is drained from the quill
Till it dries on that white
On that life that I filled
Even though I like my rest
It's a way to show myself
I can get the best of mine
My Belief outweighs my defeat
Yet every rest day drowns me out on the beach
I don't look left to right
I know I can close my eyes