Look to Me
Let the sound of my laughter
Comfort you now here in the cold
Your face gets wet
As the drink slips from my hand
The faster I drive the harder I cry
Don't worry I'll get us there
And I look down at you
You look up at me
We're a real fucked up family
We make it home this place is a mess
The smell of cologne mixed
With all that we own
Not much I must confess
I hold your hand as you slip from me
As I watch your breath I say to myself
One day this will all end
And I look at you
You look at me
We're a real fucked up family
All night I feel it inside
But I know you're right as I begin to pack
Without raising your eyes I hear you sigh
Oh you'll be back
Because I look to you and you look to me
We're a real fucked up family
Writer/s: Azure Ray