Fog

I've seen better days A plant stuck in the shade A dead love in the worst way The nights seem pretty long A long time to be gone Checked out and rusted Never make a sound ever again The silence will protect me, and even then The worst shit will find it's way to me The vines are getting thick And I don't know if I can't do this Being chased by a blood hound The tracks were never found But that will not save me The fog is getting thick Sick of this dumb as shit My bad luck is forever Never make a sound ever again The silence will protect me, and even then The worst shit will find it's way to me The vines are getting thick And I don't know if I can't do this Never make a sound ever again The silence will protect me, and even then The worst shit will find it's way to me The vines are getting thick And I don't know if I can't do this