Change Your Angle

your foreshadowing failure, i see it on your face

you're playing with fire, burning everything.

with a riot on the inside, how do you sleep at night?

i'm tired of holding on so tight

if i could only find a way

to save you from all your mistakes

numbed by my inability

to change your angle

the walls are enclosing, running low on room to breathe

you've been playing with fire from the cradle to the grave

you're out of control, it's hard to keep you in my sights

don't follow my footsteps learn to live your life

if i could only find a way

to save you from all your mistakes

numbed by my inability

to change your angle

floored by the speed of time and you won't reason

it's not a question it's a simple equation

now you're burning the candle at both ends

it's never to late to call on a friend

i can tell by the look in your eyes that you're old enough,

smart enough to live your own life.

but i'm thinking about you all the time

i'd say the only shocking thing

is the ease with which you make mistakes

numbed by my inability

to change your angle

you're too hard to handle.