Michael Bergamo

I'm tired of being, the man on the side
In the back of your life, in the back of your mind
In this age of reasons
i cannot find, why i keep you here

Insanity, I plea
From these games you play with me
well I'm not in the mood, I'm talking to myself
and I'm moving the fuck away

Chorus: walking away, in the middle of this war
may not sound fair, but its starting to feel good
and it benefits me
and I'm not saying sorry anymore

i got guns raised and my bridges burned
I'm not healthy but its not your concern
you are the highway, I've been on too long
Addicted to the pavement, that I'm fallin' on

it was faith that brought me here
What kept me around was your telling and your tears
smiling out the side of your mouth
well this is your wake up call

(chorus)

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