Double Life

It ain’t perfect nothing is still room to grow
feeling different staying in made a little poem
so when I sit back in my chair
as the evening wains
I don’t remember getting here
but I am glad I came
So don’t look down
just cross the bridge
when you get there
you’ll know why you did
there’s a better life on the other side
it’s your double life on the other side
there’s a better life on the other side
It ain’t simple
like before
theses are different times
no longer worried
about getting bored
just trying to clear my mind
from all the noise out there
all the spooks
all the moving parts
cameras everywhere I look
were imitate loss
so don’t look down
just cross the bridge
when you get there
you’ll know why you did
there’s a better life on the other side
it’s your double life on the other side
it’s your second life on the other side
there’s an honest life on the other side
it’s your double life on the other side