Silver - Fakear, Rae Morris

Don’t want to settle for the wrong life

Don’t want to hurt until I cave

I reason constantly, and question why I once cared

Forward in line to save me

Hold back what I could give

No more waiting for the wild ones to escape

You’ve gotta let me down again

I’m glad we have found the end

I’ve gotta find myself a friend

And sit up there

I’ve watched wiser ones be drawn by

Promise of a happy end

I’ve been scarred one too many times by the bite

You’ve gotta let me down again

I’m glad we have found the end

I’ve gotta find myself a friend

And sit up there

You’ve gotta let me down again

I’m glad we have found the end

I’ve gotta find myself a friend

And sit up there

And sit up there