Misguided

[Verse 1]
Walking down the street having to tip-toe'
Cause you never know when it'll be that you'll meet your foe
And even though you power through you might just let go
And meet your fate and face the face of death the deadly Crow
Next time you feel you can't hang tight you might just hit the road
They'll never see you ever again 'cause you're not comin' home
And everything that has ever been said, every insult
Inside this household everything that has ever been thrown
It all builds up inside until it completely overflows
And overloads your system till you feel it inchin' close
There comes a point where you feel like you've had an overdose
Everything overthrows your whole composure goes for broke
And mentally you breakdown as you try to hold your own
But there's a lonely road ahead but you've got room to grow
And so you try to fight but still you feel you're on your own
You say you'll put things right but come tonight you know you won't
And with that knowledge in your head you even say it's time to mend
You'll try your best to best this hole
Then everything gets cold
What you just said was bold 'cause everybody who knows you knows
That you'll soon come to blows with your own thought's and so you close
The chapter and with that it's like time slowed into a pose
What do I do suppose
I go where no one goes and find a passion and just hope
Maybe one day a soap
Maybe the radio
But 'til that day just think it over

[Hook]
Misguided
Try to fight it
But don't confide it
Or else you might get
Misguided
Try to fight it
But don't confide it
Or else you might get
Misguided

[Verse 2]
You've left your house
Your whereabouts are fading now you're out of bounds
You make a round go into to town and round the mound
You're faking bank accounts tryna make it bake an ounce
Get down
Looks like police have raided now they're calling out the hounds
You look out of the window hit the door and fucking bounce
You try to steal a car but as you floor it you look out
The passenger side 18 wheeler hauling for you now
You're putting your foot down but it ain't working dunno how
You think back to all the Jack and all the Whiskey you put down
Last night when you were pondering just how to make it out
But now your time's run out you can't do shit so take a bow
You wishin' you had found another bitch to keep you down
When shit got out of hand but now your karmas back in town
You can't just take the easy route, when shit gets heated weave it out
This Peterbilt is is here and now it's time for you to leave