Im so tightly wound in tension
Feel just like a guitar string
Wait until revealed emotions
Touch me and youll hear me sing
Im so tired of being wired
But theres so much that I have to do
Tidy up the place for Monday
When shes buried in her dancing shoes
My journey has been so hard lately
Been having to get out and push
Left me standing on the sidewalk
Talking to a burning bush
Politicians selling freedom
Bumper sticker - 50 cents
Asking what he wants to be free from
Answer dont make any sense
Somewhere on the far horizon
Gonna wash away my sins
Turn around and taste tomorrow
This is how the end begins
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
