Haunted by the Past

In the after glow of inner py Throw my guns to the

ground I'll shoot my anti arms up in the air Surrounded to a

past riding hard you take me down on the heels

of a battle scarred I learn the moral of Achilles story

survival things that kill all you hold dear and watch your tell agree

forever told as glory Lately I've been haunted by loved ones and

friends Casualties of the past life Alcohol heartbreaking cops and medicine

I used to swear I knew anything to see just one of them