As A Remedy Lyrics & Chords By Scraps And Heart Attacks

I've read the articles on how to speak if you want your voice to be heard, but they always close the curtain before my throat has healed enough to scream a word, MY LUNGS are home to songs that may never see the light of day, cause it's not them, it's me.. if I could only finish what I started then you know just what it means to have the bags below your eyes stretch deeper then the ground beneath your feet, what medicine will roll the lyrics from my tongue when I'm running out of time, spill the scribble from this pen and write.. I've read the articles and I still can't let it out and I still can't pull the verses from my throat, we're running out of time, I'm running out of time..