Monday, June 29, 2009

You ran and told somebody else.

Since finding out that Derek passed away, I can't get these damned lyrics out of my head. I'm not blaming myself or looking for there, there's... but I can't help but think, I could have done something. I should have done something.
I didn't. I ran away to save myself and never looked back.
I realize that I did what needed to be done.
So why am I looking back now?

Come on love, Come on drugs
I need the help, pick me up.
I’m feeling low, the alcohol
Is wearing off.
The cocaine wore a hole inside
My bitter soul, my foolish pride.
Call my pa, tell you saw me
Hangin here.
The blood it stains,
The carpet well,
You ran and told,
Somebody else.
But now its gone,
The need I felt,
The cocaine drug,
Inside my head.
Please leave me hangin here
Please leave me hangin here
Please leave me hangin here
Please leave me hangin here
Come on love, Come on drugs
I need the help, pick me up.
I’m feeling low, the alcohol
Is wearing off.
The blood it stains,
The carpet well,
You ran and told,
Somebody else.
But now its gone,
The need I felt,
The cocaine drug,
Inside my head.
Please leave me hangin here
Please leave me hangin here
Please leave me hangin here
Please leave me hangin here
Come on love, Come on drugs
I need the help, pick me up.
I’m feeling low, the alcohol
Is wearing off.

1 comments:

Whit said...

Joshua James...Is that song about your friend? I met Josh once upon a time...