Greg Holden Tower Terrain
I am no longer happy in this tower terrain
I swear I have lost all the reasons I came
So I'll take one last trip to the bar
Maybe it'll give me the spark I need
I am no longer teasing with the traps in the streets
There's mines in this city with appearance so “chic”
The white picket skyline's gone black and I don't feel a thing when I'm back
What if I was to get up and go?
Sell my soul to the opposite coast
Only I'd be the one to say when I'm wrong ‘cause I'd sooner be right and gone
I am no longer waiting for my answers to come
My questions are empty and this test it is done
You're a fool to believe what they say
You only get what you need if you pay
