Edgewater – The Story Of

Your evil eyes with your glass shaped prize

You smell of smoke with your dirty clothes

We’re all afraid of your twelve step stage

You lose control and you won’t let go

You say your weak but you can’t even speak

You scream your words and they don’t flow

You killer rage, feel so much pain

You’re one last tick of a time bomb

And…someday…

I will bleed

The story of those times you took from me

And I bleed

The story of the youth you wasted me

I finalize this one last time

I’ve gone away and found my home

You feel ashamed for the life you’ve claimed

We’ve said goodbye and you’re all alone

You compromise with the letters you write

But your ink is dry and we’re way too strong

You give a rose for the stones you’ve thrown

And that’s a shame ’cause you’re too late

And I bleed

The story of those times you took from me

And I bleed

The story of the youth you wasted in me

And I run on, and I run on

And I run on out…

‘Cause I don’t want to be that way

I’m running from the things I’ve seen

I’m running from the name of shame

The Unofficial Edgewater Site

My silver eyes with me brand new life

The memory stays as I go on

And all the seams that were ripped from me

And bound their strands and I do no harm

Someday I’ll find a way

To trade that pain and all that’s wrong

About a man who raised his hand

And I can’t get that out of my head

The Unofficial Edgewater Site

And I bleed

The story of those times you took from me

And I bleed

The story of the youth you wasted in me

And I bleed

The story of those times you took from me

And I bleed

The story of