Reach for the sky

Written by: Matt Doe

Reach for the sky 

Days lived in black and white 
Couldn’t tell if it was day or night
Same *****different day 
All the same to me

The Kyle show on the box
Wearing 7 day old socks
Each drop more fills my insides
So drunk I can’t cry
Such a bitter twisted suicide
 
Said Bonnie and Clyde
You can run, you can hide
Reach for the sky your money or your life 
They didn’t think about the future 
Just a roll of the dice 
Cos tomorrow never comes

You’ll see me in the corner now
Brown paper bag in my grip 
Smell like a brewery look like a piece of shit
But all alone in my corner 
There’s still a flame and it burns

You can run, you can hide 
Dr Jekyll Mr Hyde 
Reach for the sky you can still save your life 
Make each day about the future
Just forget about the past 

Reach for the sky and see tomorrow come