Bound to

You built this place unpolished Dirt and rags you're honest Jaded as you are, walk away you're bound to Bright teeth bronzed by dark stains Ripped a page from your place Tired as you are, walk away you're bound to Lie in a state, middle place Lying in wait, age through Hopped the train go midwest Faked for ears you made it Restless as you are, slip away you're bound to Spend the time to find sense Burned the bridge to back west Reckless as you are, find your way you're bound to Floating on waste, wade through Trapped on a plain, make do Hiding out on a moth lit porch, spirits burn your last of four Slipping through an open door, was it you it was open for Hiding out on a moth lit porch, spirits burn your last of four Slipping through an open door, was it you it was open for