Waiting for something to break
Left my heart out to bake
Nothing there in my glass
Wasn't never made to last

Hope in my past

All the way down to the lake
Found the lake was wet
How much more could I take?
Better yet
Walked back home to my place
Tired of getting high
Guess I don't wanna die

Hope in my past

Waiting for something to break
Left my heart out to bake
Slipped my mind that I could use my brain
I'll stay up all night and crash on the plane
A ship without a rudder is like a ship without a rudder
is like a ship without a rudder


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