AKING - Fork In The Road lyrics
[AKING - Fork In The Road lyrics]
Keeping our wit's about us
Our fists are powerless
Leaving nothing behind us
It seems we're just not that important
Maybe in our minds
But a healthy mind is hard to find
Everyone is leaving with cuts on their hands
And scars on their arms
And dreams on their stereos
In sleep-deprived plans
We burn bushes at this fork in the road
And I, I have a knife in my pocket
A fest for the wasted
We're sticking our tongues in
Broken wall sockets
A rush of gold to the head
And now this head has got a hole in it
Guess I'm just open-minded it's a city thing
It's a silly thing cast a cold eye
You don't give a shit, so why do I?
Putting all pleasantries aside
Our dreams have died
In mass graves they're turning
Waiting to be revived
Pearls devoured by swine
In sleep-deprived plans we burn bushes
At this fork in the road
Our fists are powerless
Leaving nothing behind us
It seems we're just not that important
Maybe in our minds
But a healthy mind is hard to find
Everyone is leaving with cuts on their hands
And scars on their arms
And dreams on their stereos
In sleep-deprived plans
We burn bushes at this fork in the road
And I, I have a knife in my pocket
A fest for the wasted
We're sticking our tongues in
Broken wall sockets
A rush of gold to the head
And now this head has got a hole in it
Guess I'm just open-minded it's a city thing
It's a silly thing cast a cold eye
You don't give a shit, so why do I?
Putting all pleasantries aside
Our dreams have died
In mass graves they're turning
Waiting to be revived
Pearls devoured by swine
In sleep-deprived plans we burn bushes
At this fork in the road