Hate by Mountain Man
Bright lights and blurred sights.
Unrested, lost faith, holy shit this sour taste is keeping me from everything.
Your happiness and fucking success.
Unkept, no faith this awful state I can't escape is keeping me from living without this pain.
"Like the tide and waves, growing slowly in range."
The same old lines are in need of a change.
Trade in your sunlight for a career.
"To sing the blues you've got to live the tune, and carry on"
And live your life while adding to the news