Backwards

Struck out on my quest

Turned around and took two steps, backwards

Heart out of my chest

Serving my emotion led, backwards

Lucky, lucky me, I said

Bitter, never breaking bread, backwards

Seems I've failed this test

Living like I'm still not blessed, blessed

I'm sick and tired of losing track

Keep stacking sticks to pave a path

So sick and tired of falling flat

So I'm trying tricks to face the fact

Guess I took the wrong way round

Shut the book and hit the ground

God, I took the long way down

Cut the hook and keep the crown

I’m sick and tired of church and chess

I take the wine and leave the bread

I’m jaded in the wilderness

And trying tricks to not confess

I don’t break bread I just regret instead

I don’t break bread I just regret (shh)

I don’t break bread I just regret instead

Struggle and sweat, shaking my head

Losing my steps like a bad bet, roulette

Holding my breath with the time left

I don’t break bread I just regret instead

Struggle and sweat shaking my head

Choosing my death like a bad bet, roulette

Holding my breath with the time left

Guess I took the wrong way round

Shut the book and hit the ground

God, I took the long way down

Cut the hook and keep the crown, the crown

I don’t break bread I just regret instead

I don’t break bread I just regret

I don’t break bread I just regret instead

I don’t break bread I just regret