Black Coffee - Not On Tour

I’ve been paralyzed

I’ve been set aside

I spent my life encouraged not to face your crimes

I’m running out of strings to pull

It’s not a gold mine it’s an empty pool

I’m sick of banging my head

This is a game for one you are the only son

You spent your days ignoring hiding from everyone

Scared it’ll fall apart

Covering your foot steps just to keep your crown

I’m running out of strings to pull

It’s not a gold mine it’s an empty pool

I’m sick of banging my head

Would you read it for me

What the cards are saying

What do you see in our future?

I got lost in all the words, thought I found my way back home

I don’t know what I’m looking for