speak when i shouldnt and i should when it dont
tried putting it behind me be when i know that i wont
comes easy to you like to feel how you taste
locked in side this head but dont want out of this place
only took 8 years and a gun for me to learn
to find the cool air of the fire in which ive always burned
planted your flag on the rest dont conquer me
speaking maps around me make me think i am the key
(did i listen) when they said not to fly too close to sun
fuck that i turned around and said you wish you were the one
hang onto my words they'll make puzzles eventually
take me out of context and you'll never get to see
always behind or ahead never in the now
another way of living than extreme? well tell me how
happiness i guess is held for the blessed
its forgotten you and me and what about the rest
(did i listen) when they said not to fly too close to sun
fuck that i turned around and said you wish you were the one
standing on the outside looking on the in
to be someone who needs no one
its over
The December Sound
