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Blue Ballpoint Truth

metcas

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Lyrics

Verse 1

Caught the last train down the quiet line

Felt the city slip away behind

Pockets full of borrowed time

Nothing left for me to find

Prepaid cards and paper thin

Walls I built up from within

If I told you where I've been

You'd never let me in again

Pre-Chorus

So I trace the cracks across the tile

Count the reasons to stay a while

Leave my name on every door

Then I'm gone before the morning's sure

Chorus

Let it ride

Let it burn slow

I'm the tide that never knows

Which way home goes

Let it ride

Watch it fade

I made peace with the escape

It's the price I pay

Verse 2

Junk drawer feelings packed in shoebox pride

Every trophy that I never tried

Golden letters left to dry outside

Cards I dealt when I was told to hide

Shoeshine Sundays on a borrowed stoop

Kissing frost off the window loop

If I gave you all the proof

Would you see the boy beneath the roof

Pre-Chorus

So I fold my hands inside my coat

Every lesson I was forced to note

Leave my compass on the shelf

I became the weight I carried myself

Chorus

Let it ride

Let it burn slow

I'm the tide that never knows

Which way home goes

Let it ride

Watch it fade

I made peace with the escape

It's the price I pay

Bridge

I wrote my truth in blue ballpoint

On napkins that I'd fold and keep

A map of all the places I destroyed

And all the ones I'd weep

Chorus

Let it ride

Let it burn slow

I'm the tide that never knows

Which way home goes

Let it ride

Watch it fade

I made peace with the escape

It's the price I pay

Outro

Mm

Mm-hmm

Let it ride

Mm

Let it ride

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