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imagine a sea of screens
watching,
judging,
hating
anything they see,
then pan to a shot of me
questioning everything.
get out if it means you'll be happy.
it's a brand you burnt into my back,
a blistered reminder
of why I'm where I am.
twist my arms as much as you're twisting my words.
i don't think i'm the horse you want to bet on
or a person to have faith in,
i just filled in the dotted line.
now I'll hide behind the paint.
get out if it means you'll be happy.
there's no way i could make anyone happy.
i'm callous from how this has rubbed off me.
it's not as hard as you'd think,
being made out of stone.
i wish i had this poetic poise,
an articulate finesse.
i'm too clumsy
and the words escape me.
i'm hazy
and any passing thought can displace me.
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