Sam Phelps - Comfort Lyrics

Can't blame a man for trying
Can't blame him if he stops
Can't blame him if he's lying
Can't blame him if he's not

If you can't reach freedom
Maybe life's in second place
You can go on living
With a straight look on your face

Those given up conversations
You can fill them up with lies
You can fill up on medication
You can build a disguise

Sick of complaining
Sick of routine
Sick of maintaining
Sick of being me

Songs from a younger man
With so much time to burn
Can't be put behind you
New tricks are hard to learn

Those given up conversations
You can fill them up with lies
You can fill up on medication
You can take your life