Loren - Old Recipe lyrics

the stairs were cold my clothes were wet my heart hung low heavy with regret when I get home I'll wash my clothes I hope to change hope is all I hold I stumbled in I threw down my clothes I thought I'd changed but no I'm just the same sh** getting old and I wanna change I want to know myself I want to follow my heart nothing else we pa** it down the line it's an old recipe on how to be unkind stir it up, protect yourself like there's no one else and when you run away and you think you've changed but when you turn the shadows still remain and it makes me cringe to see myself with all my plans slipping off the shelf watch them fall to the ground what goes up must come down it's bitter sweet to see the way you can knock me off my feet