Crossed Fingers - Blacklisted

Twenty-one years getting older

Cashing chips on my shoulder

Ice age coming

Warm hearts turned cold

You’re killing me or so I’m told

Memories are miseries company

I’ve bared my fair share

The promise land not far from here

But beggars prayers got me nowhere

String me on this fucking cross

I gave in to your cause

This is where I’d cut a loss and tally up all my falls

I never promised you anything

I never promised you anything

Stuck in all these places I never wanted to be

Feels like a thousand faces staring back at me

Just let me be