Strawman

Dear god please make me different

A plastic doll in a jail house

You can run but death's not after you

She waits on the inside

I fell asleep

Under willow trees

Keep your god damned saddle off her

And broken love in your apartment

All the places god's forsaken

All the lies I've loved and hated

I'll find you in the caw of the raven

Fly right down from the sky and save me

All my life has washed away

Give me blood for one more day

Strut your hour make your sounds

No one hears you anyhow

Seeds were planted no one found

Cling to corpses rotting underground

I'm not your princess anyhow

Bind your hands to suit me now

Leave you to find your way

Underneath this moonlit grave

Quit this screaming underground

God wants you to struggle now

Strut your hour play the crowds

No one hears you anyhow

Things go back to where they're found

Buried dreams they won't stay underground