Lust For Time

Lock myself behind a door

Be honest, man

I'll kick myself

Didn't ask for more

Don't lose it, man

Devil's pie upon my lips

In the middle all my chips

And I may never be okay

And that's okay

Sink into my drink and let out all the whine

All the people in the garden lust for time

I'll teach them something no one will

To be someone you have to spill your guts

Oh what a mess

It's part of the process, man

Macho men

They've got their guns they hide behind

Ain't their mama teach them strength comes from the mind

Keep my eye upon the sparrow

No one want's their sling or arrows

Everyone just wants to eat and feel at home again