BLT

I've been combing through my issues I don't need a tissue I don't plan to miss you Roaming through my head And as I struggle to rekindle Every bind and spindle I've been blind with riddles Roaming through my head 'Cause it be like that sometimes But I can't help but to feel that it's a crime I would still like to remember Moments nice and tender Stroking on my Fender Way over my head And I'm still stoking up some embers Moments to remember Smoking through Decembers I'm just passing by And as I struggle to rekindle Every bind and spindle I've been blind with riddles Roaming through my head 'Cause it be like that sometimes But I can't help but to feel that it's a crime Gone and gone, slipped away Everyday feels the same Guess I'll go self medicate I'm in a different state Looking to preservate Switching it back on my fate You can take it all back I'm looking to get back on track You can take it all back Gone and gone, slipped away Everyday feels the same Guess I'll go self medicate I'm in a different state Looking to preservate Switching it back on my fate You can take it all back I'm looking to get back on track You can take it all back I may have fallen off but It BLT..