Hoffman Manor

from by State Lines



Sentenced served, you’ve done your time living one hell of a life.
What a hell of a lie, not one friend you made cared to stay alive.
How’d you last so long without having to belong?
Was it a song of false assurance to keep you from boring yourself?

Growing old is just a way of saying how I’m losing control.
This mind can’t hold a candle to all these thoughts I thought I could handle.

And I’ll stand reluctant as they sign me in to an eternal hell of assisted living.

Empty my accounts until there’s no trace of cash and I’ll spend my days killing time
and losing strength in my hands at Hoffman Manor.

I gave up everything that I had to spend my whole damn life feeling sad.

Regardless, I lifted up both sides of your cheeks to put a smile on that face
and you’ll never know how it buried me.

Just keep it all up inside, find a place for it to hide.

You’ve gotta keep it all up inside, find a place for it to hide.


from Hoffman Manor, released June 12, 2011



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