Letra de Green Means Go in Kentucky Too

There is no poetic justice, for what I've done today
There is no clear voice, for what I meant to say
There is no poetic justice, for what I've done today
So are these decisions who I really am?
Im not burning bridges, im losing friends
Im not chasing cars, I am creating loose ends
And there is no one else to blame
It's all on me, one and the same
I have never seen, this side of me
Unanchored, adrift in the dark sea
I had hoped my honesty would clear the air
I had hoped my honesty would clear the air
But its just the reason for this disrepair
But to walk away is to admit defeat
But to walk away is to admit defeat
This is basic survival
In a moral gray area
Snap out of it, this is your wake up call
Not to change it all, but what needs to be
Snap out of it, this is your wake up call
Altered for progress, altered for progress
Come alive, come alive