"Dust" lyrics - MARK MORTON

I can lie a hundred ways, speak in riddles until I'm out of breath
Holding out for a better day, still thinking I got something left
Then the world does what it does, until I can't pretend
That what it is ain't what it was, and what it was will never be again

You can tell yourself you're getting by, but you're only getting further gone
When the bottle ain't a friend and the smoke in the wind smells like an old Skynyrd song
You can tell yourself that you're hanging on, but you're really just getting dragged
Don't think that you're the only one chasing dust in the bottom of a bag

Broken mirrors in a broken home, can't get out of my own way
A closet full of hidden bones, at the end of the day

You can tell yourself you're getting by, but you're only getting further gone
When the bottle ain't a friend and the smoke in the wind smells like an old Skynyrd song
You can tell yourself that you're hanging on, but you're really just getting dragged
Don't think that you're the only one chasing dust in the bottom of a bag

You can tell yourself you're getting by, but you're only getting further gone
When the bottle ain't a friend and the smoke in the wind smells like an old Skynyrd song
You can tell yourself that you're hanging on, but you're really just getting dragged
Don't think that you're the only one chasing dust in the bottom of a bag