Lyrics Joel Faviere - rougher kids

I got a different set of eyes.
It's not to my surprise
That I've been here before,
And I came back for more.

Puffing my last cigarette;
Inhale, exhale, regret
Invincible to the touch of it,
Invisible to the rougher kids.

Medicated, drugged up,
Fucked up state of mind.
I leave the loved ones
Loving all the lies.

Well, it's a game,
It's a game,
It's a game,
You see?
This set of chains
Said I changed.
Set of chains,
They changed me,
Believe me.

It's what they say,
It's what they say,
It's what they say
...To me.

Beat me down,
'Cause I love the ground.
Beat me down,
I know that's how you get by.
I know that's how you get by,
Get by, get high.
Not so safe and sound
Under the clouds.
Safe and sound,
I'm breaking down
In this dead town.

I use to wish that I could fly
So I severed all my ties.
And knocked on that door,
Dropped my bag and asked for some more.

Two brothers with broken lives,
Two black hearts in my mother eyes.
I watched drugs take his life,
And they're sure as hell not taking mine.

Not taking mine...
But it's taking time, it's taking time.
It's taking time, it's taking time.

Beat me down,
'Cause I love the ground.
Beat me down,
I know that's how you get by.
I know that's how you get by,
Get by, get high.
Not so safe and sound
Under the clouds.
Safe and sound,
I'm breaking down
In this dead town.