Can you feel it?
It's in there deep.
Can you feel it?
Problems with my sleep.
Tell me honey,
Do you really love me,
Or are you in love with my money?
Do you want to let me be,
Or do you find me quite cunning?
Like I said; I might as well use it for impaired lyrics that have no meaning, and I'd never use for the band...
Took a nap, had a nightmare
You were my disfunctional star,
I knew you never would care,
Never thought you'd steal my car.
Guess we're all wrong sometimes,
Guess we're all half-blind,
You know I'm wrong sometimes,
You told me all the time.
A secret,
Just for two,
A secret,
Meant for me and you.
Took a nap, had a nightmare,
You were my disfuntional star,
I knew you would never care,
Never thought you'd steal my car.
I turned my head,
Just for you,
Swallowed some meds,
And more for you.
One for your mistakes,
One for your lies,
I took all I could intake,
I never thought your lies would be the end to my dismise.
(Congradulations)
You took it all,
(Congradulations)
Just to watch me fall.
I turned my head,
Just for you,
Swallowed some meds,
And more for you.
YOU ARE READING
Journal of Clay Walker~
Random"My preferred use to this waste of trees is to write mubo jumbo that comes out as impaired lyrics. But whatever happens, happens, I guess." Clay Walker is in a band. He feels...well, he doesn't nessisarily know how. He's not trying anything in creat...
