Scattered

i've got some scattered pictures

lyin on my bedroom floor

reminds me of the time we share

makes me wish that you were here

now it seems i've forgotten my purpose in this life

all the songs have been erased

guessed i've learned from my mistakes

open the past and present

now and we are there

story to tell and i am listening

open the past and present

and the future too

it's all i've got and i'm giving it to you

loose ends tied in knots

leaving a lump down in my throat

gagging on a souvenir

lodged to fill another year

drag it on and on until my skin is ripped to shreds

leaving myself wide open

living out a sacrifice

it you got no one and i've got no place to go

would it be alright? could it be alright?