Pile - A Hairshirt of Purpose

Leaning On A Wheel

Getting in our own way
And blaming traffic
And a shitty plan
And all the things that are assumed, you understand

Head down, and eyes peeled
I wouldn't call it driving
More like leaning on a wheel

Not happy, and not in love
But lets have a baby to save the marriage that we made up

It's getting in our own way

Thinking I can look through walls I run up on
They're mostly ones I've stared at

So play in traffic
Have a kid
May every good deed be in self-interest

We're all giving ourselves head
Each in our own way
Pairing off with whatever
Will lighten up our days
Or you'd hope
But you know death can travel
And I'm sure it'll walk you home

You come in and leave alone
I know death can travel
And I'm sure it'll walk us home

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Writer(s): Richard Maguire
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