DARKEST CORNERS

I cannot close all the doors I opened in the past
So now I look through all their openings, at myself and how I used to act
And I know that I should feel bad
But in truth I don’t feel a thing
Because the first thing I sold was my conscience in some desperate bargaining

Time is such a tricky thing the way it passes but I cannot tell
And sometimes I hit the pavement before I even knew I fell
And I know that I should keep away from the broken ways I left behind
But they still speak to me sweetly from the darkest corners of my mind
Yea they still speak to me sweetly from the darkest corners of my mind

But they still speak to me sweetly from the darkest corners of my mind
Yea they still speak to me sweetly from the darkest corners of my mind

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