Fluent in Candor

Shit could hit the fan but
What am I supposed to do?
All other paths traveled
Would be routes lead astray from you

And all of my friends
Fluent in Candor
Refer to texts
And times when I've pandered
And pedaled snake oil
That claims to bring bliss
But only found Ignorance born from a kiss
And I say I trust you
And I really do

So fuck all of these voices
In the Peanut Gallery
So long as you share what you're thinking
I'll be yours or whatever that means

And all of my friends
Fluent in Candor
Refer to texts
And times when I've pandered
And pedaled snake oil
That claims to bring bliss
But only found Ignorance born from a kiss
And I say I trust you
And I really do



Credits
Writer(s): Max Goldenstein
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