Fog

Sam

Fog


Outside the bar 
Knowledge intense 
Selfish indulgence 
Makes no sense 
Although etched 
Deep in hand 
Gives no right 
To wreck the plan 

Been knocked down 
During the race 
So close to finish 
Still abusing grace 
Fully aware 
Of what's been done 
Selfish desire 
Craves more fun 

Chorus 
So misunderstood 
I'm sure I'll 
Make it still 
Abuse of what's 
Been given 
Don't bother 
Trying to tell me now 
I know how I've 
Been livin' 

Wandering in lookin' for life 
Frustration 
Seen in the faces 
Maybe this time 
I'll get it right 
Not abusing 
Favored graces