adam baswell

adam baswell

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How do I go on?

Written By: Adam Baswell

Our family and our friends have quit coming round
And it has only been a week since we laid you in the ground
Now I stare at our bed now so big and cold
And dream how you would live forever
Or how I'd least get to see you grow old
But you were snatched away like day into night
And left me to travel without my guiding light

So tell me Kris how do I go on
There must be something there in your songs
To tell me I’m not in this world all alone
Tell me Kris how do I go on

Now I set down on the couch to try and watch T.V.
And stared at your picture staring back at me
Then that old stupid show you loved came on
That’s when I realized you were never coming home
And I set there and cried as I watch the whole thing
Wishing you were here so I could complain

So tell me Hank how do I go on
There must be something there in your songs
To tell me I’m not in this world all alone
Tell me Hank how do I go on

They called her June but she left you in May
And I’ve just to wonder if you felt this way
So tell me John, tell if you know
How a man can live with only half a soul
So tell me John how do I go on
There must be something there in your songs
To tell me I’m not in this world all alone
Tell me John how do I go on
Tell me God how do I go on.

Left of a Life

Written By: Adam Baswell

I wake up each morning and I get the itch
The itch that only drugs can fix
And I search my apartment for something to sell
It was my granddad’s watch but hey what the hell
And I pawn my last possession to possess what I crave
Knowing damn well it’s going to lead to my grave

And I cry Lord Jesus please not again
As I push that needle down deep in my skin
And poison the body that grows weaker each day
This is what’s left of a life that's wasting away

Now I reach for the bottle the only friend I’ve ever known
And everything that I love has been long gone
And As I bring that whiskey up to my lips
There in the glass I catch a glimpse
Of a man who’s dark and hollow eyes
Reflect the years of useless lies

And I cry Lord Jesus please not again
As I bring that whiskey up to my chin
And poison the body that grows weaker each day
This is what’s left of a life that's wasting away

This time the urge is to strong to resist
As I bring that razor up to my wrist
To kill the pain that burns with in
But this time the cravings just won’t win

And I cry Lord Jesus please take me in
As I push that razor down deep in my skin
And the lights of this room are staring to fade
This is what’s left of a life that wasted away