Six Years - H-Burns

I’ve been burning my life from both ends

It scares the shit out of me, just to get back in it

Outside hurts my pride

But inside takes me back, where I’m on trial

Been asleep on the floor for a week or so

Laid down laid low, to taste the cold of it

A passenger of your life,

A stowaway hiding there, in the back your head

Six years on the backseat of your car

Somewhere on the map i must belong

Several times I tried, to be someone in your eyes

Six years on the backseat of your car

Went out, to watch the moon and the size of it

Noticed the time, and got sick of it

Would something blow my mind?

Cause it’s your hands on the wheel, and I’m only lying

Had a blast for a while, and got tired again

Laid down, laid low, taste the irony

Outside hurts my pride

But inside takes me back, where I’m on trial

There must be another way

Just lay down the innocence

We’re not just subway bound

Lay down the innocence

Six years on the backseat of your car

Somewhere on the map I should belong

Several times I tried, to be someone in your eyes

But it’s been six years on the backseat of your car

Six years on the backseat of your car

Six years on the backseat of your car