choke
10.7.2002
  i'm tired.
sometimes i m confused.
i dont' know which road to choose.

wanna get out of here
fly away someplace warm
leave the oven on
and the front door open

sometimes i love you
sometimes you captivate me
sometimes i don't know what you're thinking

sometimes you kiss me
sometimes you hold me tite
sometimes i want to be by myself

too many drugs
too many shots
too many reasons we've gone this far

too many cops
too many speeding tickets
too many handcuffs slapped on our wrists

this police state
has got me down
this accounting problem
has got me down
this guy with the key
has got me down
tomorrow i think i'll pick myself up

can't even stomach the beer anymore
its tasteless and warm and doesn't help
time for a change of scenery
time for a change of history

pack up the bags
gas up the car
get a carton of cigarettes

turn off the lights
close the garage
put out a notice we're on our way

cause home is where you rest your head at night
home is between your left and your right
home is a place you made up in your head
we'll all find it when we end up dead

its sweater weather
all over the planet
its time for a change
before we forget it

i want to have a smile
from ear to ear
i want to cry for hours
please ease my fears

 

choke is a person traveling the world.

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