d charles robinson

spent a little time with my ghost last night
he asked me if I was doing fine
tried to speak but I could only choke
cause God only knows

I’m ashamed I let it be this way
five feet for a million miles
I’m ashamed I let it be this way
can’t deny I’ve tried to hide

watched his head roll like a told a joke
“Son, you got a sorry ass soul,
I don’t know if it was love you had
but you sure did let it go”

I’m ashamed I let it be this way
can’t deny I’ve tried to hide

yeah, we were burning
scalding like a pot of oil
yeah, we were burning
now I’m just the rust on your coil

we were burning
now I’m just the rust on your coil

WITH OUT MY ENEMY WHAT WOULD I DO?

obtuseness to question of truth