crutch

I'm my own biographer So everything I know can be preserved When everything I touch All that I see Escapes me Oh god Are you my crutch? Might have done too much A few more days And we'll go our separate ways Moving on is easier done than said And everything I touch All that I see Still with me Oh god Are you my crutch? Might have done too much A few more days And we'll go our separate ways