Do Not - Alabama Thunderpussy

The Shakeless hand, blisters

Cracks and bleeds

Never old, but twisted and misleading

How can we share what is gone and lost

Resurrected, it defeats all purpose

Thoughtless deeds

Keep us down as we grieve

Shackled tight to our pride

Searching blind for the key

All the while it lies inside

So i try to define

Between wrong and right

But i can’t draw the line

Getting harder to find

My peace of mind

And i can’t draw the line

Still i try to make time

Yet with each try

I can’t draw the line