Godbwye
And to be honest, you lost it
Back when you had me going door to door
Soliciting briberies
And I fought the comments
Portraying me as some kind of beast,
An unsavory entity
The synapse just backtracks
To when I would sit and waste away,
Absorbed in other's words
If you have a strict hand
Capable of striking a curse,
Well where's the pride in my work?
...
And to be honest, you lost it
Back when you were scrounging sticks and stones,
Declaring your infancy
Well I know you promised
A wonder beyond my brittle bones
An ultimate intimacy
But, oh, you haven't won me yet
It's one thing to call a bluff,
Another to earn sick trust
And, oh yeah, you haven't won me yet
It's one thing to call a bluff,
Another to manifest the sun
...
Your obvious falter
Is going to be bursting clean,
Baring sharper teeth
Now, I'm not a scholar
But I know there are lines in between to read
That are shouting obscenities
And, oh, you haven't won me yet
It might be time to call it quits
With your disciples on the fritz
And, oh yeah, you haven't won me yet
It might be time to call it quits
I've already called it what it is
Back when you had me going door to door
Soliciting briberies
And I fought the comments
Portraying me as some kind of beast,
An unsavory entity
The synapse just backtracks
To when I would sit and waste away,
Absorbed in other's words
If you have a strict hand
Capable of striking a curse,
Well where's the pride in my work?
...
And to be honest, you lost it
Back when you were scrounging sticks and stones,
Declaring your infancy
Well I know you promised
A wonder beyond my brittle bones
An ultimate intimacy
But, oh, you haven't won me yet
It's one thing to call a bluff,
Another to earn sick trust
And, oh yeah, you haven't won me yet
It's one thing to call a bluff,
Another to manifest the sun
...
Your obvious falter
Is going to be bursting clean,
Baring sharper teeth
Now, I'm not a scholar
But I know there are lines in between to read
That are shouting obscenities
And, oh, you haven't won me yet
It might be time to call it quits
With your disciples on the fritz
And, oh yeah, you haven't won me yet
It might be time to call it quits
I've already called it what it is
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