End up in alabaster
The radio counts your thoughts
You grow as big as the ocean
Soothing when I'm distraught
But you can't run, you can't hide, you're a giant
You defend all the damage you caused
If I muster the strength to afflict you
I won't feel any better at all
Some cosmetic illusion
You'll rest your callow bones
And blame my hardworking father
For harm you cannot atone
But you can't argue the truth, you're exceeded
You will rest on your laurels and stall
If I muster the strength to reflect you
I won't feel any better at all
