Spiritburst

Gotta gotta gotta bit of a problem here, can't be fixed, can't be changed. Well, I guess it could be worse. Frosts under my feet, I can't think about these people that I meet, So many names and so many faces, so hard to keep straight. Leaves crunch better when they're frozen, I slip a bit too easily, Did I step too freely? “Cause when I walk in they don't say hi, give me a dirty look and turn away, thoughtless. Mindless. Open-mouthed, lacking not the sense to question but the resolve. Still I stand, hand-in-hand, wishing I could rest my head. 'it's a girl?' 'who is it?' Feelin' low, but happy as can be, well, I'm finally bei

Gotta gotta gotta bit of a problem here, can't be fixed, can't be changed. Well, I guess it could be worse. Frosts under my feet, I can't think about these people that I meet, So many names and so many faces, so hard to keep straight. Leaves crunch better when they're frozen, I slip a bit too easily, Did I step too freely? “Cause when I walk in they don't say hi, give me a dirty look and turn away, thoughtless. Mindless. Open-mouthed, lacking not the sense to question but the resolve. Still I stand, hand-in-hand, wishing I could rest my head. 'it's a girl?' 'who is it?' Feelin' low, but happy as can be, well, I'm finally bei