Inside Out - Kristoff Krane

There comes a time when one has to decide

To put an end to the fun and games or rot away inside

When you find out you were sleeping behind the wheel

Because it’s eating you alive it’s true you’re beautiful — on the inside out

There comes a time when one has to decide

To put an end to the fun and games or rot away inside

When you find out you were sleeping behind the wheel

And it’s eating you alive it’s true you’re beautiful — on the inside out

(Out)side she shows it inside she holds 'em dear

You’d never know it but from a far the star is closer than it appears

She holds regret thinking of how she could’ve been a better mother

As if his sinking was a result of her not showing him how to float or swim

The blame is not the place just know that no matter what you did or

Didn’t do at the end of the day kids are bound to bruise and misbehave

No one is raised perfect but we all make big mistakes

There’s not a person in the world who can’t call home a hurtful place to live

She drives a viper while he rides his bike to her race

She needs a diaper he hates her life more than he thinks he loves her pain

She gets the cool boys he gets the short end of the stick

And refuses to beat a dead horse but uses each drug she won’t take

Like clockwork to a broken grandfather

Watch the doctor prescribe a foster parent to every abandoned monster on the

floor

Mop the ocean up and chase it with a wavy mess

Swept under the rug and aging faces slowly caving in my chest

Storm is tough to hug away

That newfound freedom that we chase through a foreigner’s eye

Born to adapt to a point of view

Right around the corners is the question: Is It Time?

(on the) surface it looks as if the search for worth in fervent purpose is a

curse

But when that certain curtain opens up rest assured

Injured learn to love and nurture nature

In return become a turn for the worst the next best blessing fits like a glove

(Inside out)