Untitled Legacy

(Words & Music by Keith Brown)

 

She don’t dig affection, just rejection,

And I don’t dig her ways, messing up my days,

I don’t dig the holding to a love that is folding,

So guess I’ll be on my way

Searching for a new day.

 

You must think I’m crazy for talking this way,

But I must be truckin’, I kinda just can’t stay,

Kinda just can’t stay, I kinda just can’t stay,

Kinda just can’t stay.

 

She don’t dig the silence of my mind, just the violence,

And I don’t see that route, so I’ll try and get out.

And I don’t dig her frankness,

Both our lives are just blankness,

We both should go our own ways,

And forget these days.

 

You must think I’m crazy for talking this way,

But I must be truckin’, I kinda just can’t stay,

Kinda just can’t stay, I kinda just can’t stay,

Kinda just can’t stay.

 

(BRIDGE)

 

You must think I’m crazy for talking this way,

But I must be truckin’, I kinda just can’t stay,

Kinda just can’t stay, I kinda just can’t stay,

Kinda just can’t stay.

I kinda just can’t stay, kinda just can’t stay,

I kinda just can’t stay, kinda just can’t stay.

 

 

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