I heard those stories told to me, and I put my faith in Jesus, but I struggled with the reasons. Now I'm losing money, I stumble aimlessly through dark and dying streets. I used to try, and that was enough. I just keep fucking up. I can't keep fucking up.
I heard those church bells on Sunday and they brought back familiar feelings, but those memories are fleeting. Now I'm circling, always circling, these dark and empty streets, but they don't hold the same excitement for me. And I can't keep fucking up.
I'll ask forgiveness from my mother for not praying to the father, son and ghost. She's gonna take the news the worst.
I bike these lonely streets. I'm not so confident as it may seem. I'm losing hope, I'm losing faith, I'm losing sleep. Betrayed for following these lonely dreams. I guess I'll keep fucking up and bike these lonely streets. I guess I'll keep fucking up.
Things will get better later.
Track Name: A Good Fight Is Never Clean
You lied when you said you couldn't fall in love again. A broken heart, that's once, twice on the mend. You listen to all those records play. Steal those words that you could never say.
You're not a secret, you're just a regret. And if you see it, doesn't mean that you feel it.
I spent my summer alone doing the best that I could. I wait all day to call, or even if I should. Then you say again that we could never be this way. But will stay best friends cuz friends are just okay.
Track Name: Falling
If there's a heaven, then there's a hell, and I'm stuck between the two. If there's a God, then there's a devil. I know which one is you.
And you could say I'm doing okay.
And you could drag me down and you're falling. But I won't stick around there. You're falling.
If there's a right, then there's a wrong, and I know which side to take. I live my life without regret, but you were the one mistake.