George Clanton
Stucked
Red is the color of my eyes every time I smile
Nothing to cry about, these moments aren't worthwhile when I'm here
Flashes of yellow, is it that hard to leave me be
Mundane memories of a place I don't care to see again

Just leave me out of the round
I don't want to play
I think I hate this crowd
Now I'm stuck that way
Now I'm stuck that way

Head in the bottle, pushed deep enough to drown
The people I follow want me to be like them, always
Praying to heaven, but I must be facing hell
God is the father but dad doesn't know me well, what can I say

What a waste

Just leave me out of the round
I don't want to play
I think I hate this crowd
Now I'm stuck that way
Now I'm stuck that way