Execution Day
Picking up where we left off
Something warm and something soft
I recall how you just walked away
It was my execution day
I was hoping it would never end
We were having such a wild weekend
Then you said something you weren't supposed to say
It was my execution day
I was stripped of all my dignity
Blackest clouds hanging over me
I just waited as the minutes ticked away
It was like my execution day
Feel the snakes inside my head
And the devil sleeping in my bed
I remember you got lost on your way
To my my execution day
Made it all those bills
Talking something that I didn't really wanna know
Maybe if you had stayed your upheaval
We could have had a chance to grow
Picking up where we left off
Something warm and something soft
I recall how you just walked away
It was my execution day
I was hoping it would never end
We were having such a wild weekend
Then you said something you weren't supposed to say
It was my execution day
Autor(es): SPENCER P. JONES
