Fork In The Road Songtext
von aKING

Keeping our wits 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 of Mysterio
And sleep deprived plans
We burn bushes at this fork in the road
And I, I have a knife in my pocket
A feast 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 city thing
Cast a cold eye
You don′t give a shit, so why do I?
Putting our pleasantries aside
Our dreams have died
And mass graves, they′re turning
Waiting to be revived
Pearls devoured by swine
And sleep deprived plans
We burn bushes at this fork in the road
And I, I have a knife in my pocket
A feast 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 city thing