All Things Considered

All things considered
I haven't changed, not a bit
Sneaking out in daylight
Overwhelmed and uptight
I've been told "You want to be
A rebel, but you're a good girl"
A plague of a label

They painted by numbers
Every lame expectation
The bird, it picked up two stones
Built itself a decent wall
I can sit and simmer
'Til I'm dry of all vexation

Tame the pillowed eyes
Yesterday was alright
And maybe if I should die (go home)
A woman out alone at night (I told you so)
At least you'll know I surely lived

Looking through a tunnel
Every threat you did perceive
But how many were wrong
I can't sit still anymore
No one's going to hold your hand
Through every worthy gamble
To weather this mess well

Tame the pillowed eyes
Yesterday was alright
And maybe if I should die (go home)
A woman out alone at night (I told you so)
At least you'll know I surely lived

All things considered
I haven't changed, not a bit
Reaping in the moment
With a horse's manic force
I think I could hold my hand
And it's a worthy gamble
To weather this mess well



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Writer(s): Rubbish House Goons
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