November First
Driveways
4:20I used to say all the time I'd look out for your blindside You'd drink and drive Despite the flashing lights that lurked behind I can't decide If I'm haunted by hindsight or terrified That my own deception left you to die I can't repent with time It kills me inside There's only so much I can take I ran out of words to say Resignation is a different kind of pain You would disappear for days And I would be unafraid Cynicism is easier than dismay Sixty milligrams were like cyanide seeping into your spine Faded eyes wеre afraid to die but then bravе inside of your mind's eye Ashamed that I'd hide behind the borrowed time that you'd find A brazen light and a blatant lie that your fine I used to say all the time I'd look out for your blindside You'd drink and drive Despite the flashing lights that lurked behind I can't decide If I'm haunted by hindsight or terrified That my own deception left you to die I can't repent with time It kills me inside There's only so much I could try When you were resolute inside And full of narcissistic pride you never heard back then It crept inside your mind And I neglected every sign And then you left before I tried to find the words I meant Sixty milligrams were like cyanide seeping into your spine Faded eyes were afraid to die but then brave inside of your mind's eye Ashamed that I'd hide behind the borrowed time that you'd find A brazen light and a blatant lie that your fine I used to say all the time I'd look out for your blindside You'd drink and drive Despite the flashing lights that lurked behind I can't decide If I'm haunted by hindsight or terrified That my own deception left you to die Die inside my head sometimes Burdens I can't bear to shoulder Epilogues I've yet to write Never could compare to closure I can't shut my eyes Left you for dead in the dark You bled through the tourniquet you tied It kills me inside I used to say all the time I'd look out for your blindside You'd drink and drive Despite the flashing lights that lurked behind I can't decide If I'm haunted by hindsight or terrified That my own deception left you to die