Oftentimes

Oftentimes I can't find the words But oftentimes I ache to be heard Oftentimes I stand by The battles on my tongue But oftentimes I wait For the fighting to be done By that time you've already won By that time you've already won A battlefield of words That wait to be slaughtered And I am always left with The leftover gunpowder in my mouth The bitter taste that keeps me down It keeps me down Oftentimes I pray for the taste to go away Oftentimes I'm met with The silence of a ricochet Oftentimes I gaze where The skyline meets the trees But oftentimes I'm met with the eyes of enemies But by that time you've already won By that time you've already won A battlefield of words That wait to be slaughtered And I am always left with the Leftover gunpowder in my mouth The bitter taste that keeps me down Keeps me down Oh it keeps me down Oh it keeps me down Keeps me down It keeps me down Keeps me