Lirik
Conversations about duty, oh I've failed you at best
My ideals haven't fallen, won't put my hands to the test
My sound and your fury, thought is a cell
My landlord cut the tree down, it grew then it fell
I heard I hadn't worked a day in 23 years
Read my summers, wrote my stories, earned my wages in tears
I'm battered at the edges, a shadow on the street
I'm a bad joke about English, too sour to be sweet
A season born of anger, pissed off at the moon
He sees the world I can't, he's closer to You
I write my list, clean the house, drive to the Goodwill, text all of my old friends
You know it's my time to kill
When did God become a bad word and truth a crystal ball?
See only what you wanna, see nothing at all
I insult, it's my instinct, a creature of the fall
Just don't cut me down now, let me grow to be tall
Writer(s): Team Callahan
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