Green Means Go In Kentucky Too

There is no poetic justice, for what i‘ve done today.

There is no clear voice, for what i meant to say.

There is no poetic justice, for what i‘ve done today.

So are these decisions who i really am?

Im not burning bridges, im losing friends

Im not chasing cars, i am creating loose ends.

And there is no one else to blame,

It’s all on me, one and the same

I have never seen, this side of me

Unanchored, adrift in the dark sea

I had hoped my honesty would clear the air

I had hoped my honesty would clear the air

But its just the reason for this disrepair

But to walk away is to admit defeat

But to walk away is to admit defeat

This is basic survival,

In a moral gray area

Snap out of it, this is your wake up call

Not to change it all, but what needs to be.

Snap out of it, this is your wake up call.

Altered for progress, altered for progress

Come alive, come alive