[Chorus: x2] If I had been on your mind on that day Holding on to your thoughts, to you mind that way You could've never jumped down in those arms You could've never left my heart cold
Dead Guilty now here, there's no mercy for you I stint Burning your image, your lies and your hints You're dead
I'm building a prayer for the memories I can't stand Your life doesn't bother me now I'm discharged
I kill yourself Just to feel good And make my life better without your trace You're dead Buried under this ground
Damned But I feel the shame of the cheap life, for this I'm blessed You kept on poisoning all of my days And for this Brutally choking, so I bought a smile from death The others said, of your demise Was my life and I love All my survival skills I loved you, too But you tried to kill me as well Too bad You didn't give me respect
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"The Way" by Fastball was inspired by the story of an elderly couple from Texas who drove to a nearby family reunion and kept going. Fastball's bass player imagined them taking off and having fun like they were young. The story didn't end well: the couple was later found dead after they crashed in a canyon.