Wrestle

You see you’re walking on my path,
I have to slow down i’m too fast.
You’ve got to get out of my way,
you know you cannot make me stay.
When i take you to the ground in the dirt dirt you will find the part of you
that wasn’t mine,
the part of you that was unkind.
But you never want to see the part of me that isn’t real and you wrestle what
that feeling and you tumble to the ground.
Do you ever want to know that part of you that cannot go and you wrestle with
that feeling and you tumble to the ground.
You see you’re living in the past,
you’re not the first one not the last,
you gotta get out of your head,
you know you can’t stay in this bed.
When we wrestle to the ground,
in the dirt dirt you will find,
the part of me that wasn’t yours,
the part of me that was at war.
But you never want to see the part of me that isn’t real and you wrestle what
that feeling and you tumble to the ground.
Do you ever want to know that part of you that cannot go and you wrestle with
that feeling and you tumble to the ground.