Six years

I've been burning my life from both ends
It scares the shit out of me, just to get back in it
Outside hurts my pride
But inside takes me back,where I'm on trial

Been asleep on the floor for a week or so
Laid down laid low, to taste the cold of it
A passenger of your life,
A stowaway hiding there, in the back your head

Six years on the backseat of your car
Somewhere on the map i must belong
Several times I tried,to be someone in your eyes
Six years on the backseat of your car

Went out, to watch the moon and the size of it
Noticed the time, and got sick of it
Would something blow my mind ?
Cause it's your hands on the wheel, and I'm only lying

Had a blast for a while, and got tired again
Laid down, laid low,taste the irony
Outside hurts my pride
But inside takes me back, where I'm on trial

There must be another way
Just lay down the innocence
We're not just subway bound
Lay down the innocence

Six years on the backseat of your car
Somewhere on the map I should belong
Several times I tried, to be someone in your eyes
But it's been six years on the backseat of your car
Six years on the backseat of your car
Six years on the backseat of your car

If there's nothing more to see
Then I'll be focusing on what's been seen
I'll be counting every minute, every second
I'll try to gather all the guts it takes for leaving

It's every time I move my teeth
And i think back on what's been sung
I want to give back all the songs that I have stolen
To be running out of words to tell the truth
To be running out of words to tell the truth

You see I am a stubborn man
I love the sound & the idea to be in motion
I need to carry myself back into the action
I need to carry myself back into the action

Bless the coming days ahead
Watch your life from a little dry land
We're getting closer & closer again
You'll be ok