the ride

the ride

Changed by the lies spoke and cries wept.

Your mind was true, but it flies and flees you.

Then solely disguised, eye her beautiful light renewed.

For we shine-blinded few.

(I’ve) Been cursed to learn slow, and burned as she grow.

You’ll find there’s no place to hide. Yeah.

You can kick, scream, and cry. Just don’t waste the ride. No.

Keep it inside. Don’t bring pride in this game for two.

You’ll be left ego-bruised.

Just ask of the moon and the tides for an answer.

Do my charms alarm you?

But, when you’re left all alone where your morals of stone

Have stood since they’ve been petrified.

(Well the truth is..) You can bend all you like,

Just don’t waste the ride. No.

Changed by the lies that you kept deep inside.

You can kick, scream and cry. Just don’t waste the ride.

Keep it inside, by the moon and the tides.

You can bend all you like, just don’t waste the ride.