2003-10-21 20:38:28Robbie

Canned Fringer

"You only turn to me when you need me;
where the hell are you when I need you?"

I lose the glory
It passes me by
I start a story
As it's born then it dies

I was given a long rope
It falls when I climb
I was given a strong hope
Hope itself is a lie

You go there
You go faster
How can I make it there?
Every step is a torture

You've got the trend
You have friends
You are the sober man
That I run to and ban

To make you happy
To make you cry
To make you perfect
When you are alive

You go there
You go farther
How can I make it there?
Why do I always care?

Can you hear?
Can you fear?
Can you near?
Hear?
Fear?
Dear?

The secerts that we share
The things that we dare
The cryptic love I bare
Erodes me every year

But you go there
You go to her
How can I make it there?
Your grungy skin I wear

Erodes my every tear