Waste Line

Hello
You called me collect on the waste line
There ain't no reason now to waste time
And I've been thinking for a long while about all of this
Charade
You hold me in place while you run wild
And then you scold me like I'm still a child
And I've been thinking for a long while about all of this
Did you ever catch me lyin' catch me out of place
Or find out I been saying stuff to someone else's face
I think I've painted myself pretty clear in all the colors I adore
I find it hard to be ignored and frankly, I'm abhorred
Push your high horse off a cliff and reflect while you fall
I'm nothing like you say I am and you're nothing at all
I'm making castles from your gravel pit I'm cooling in your shade
I'm baking fries with all your salt and drinking lemonade
You view me as a monster, can you tell me who is worse
The kid stabbing backs or the driver of the hearse
I hear the rapture as it calls, hear the bells as they toll
I see your faces in the hole and shovel the dirt below



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Sonnemaker
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