Blackball - Over It

Despite the din the only thing

I hear is a screaming thought spun in my mind

A voice I left behind is following, growing, calling me back

Just once I wish that some great wave would spray and sweep me off my feet

The cribs got cracks and they all think ill slipping

Sometimes we fall, sometimes its safe

To hide behind a false face

This time I抳e got no faith to hide

Just perfect hindsight

Cast me out if you can

And if it抯 unfair, well life抯 unfair

As for pipe dreams

You label me, I抣l level you

Equipped for this;

if you抳e got threats

Come on take your best shot

If I lost my way then I抣l stumble back to the lost and found