Is It Honor That I Want
I know the guidelines that I've lived by my whole life
So well that I could sing them
Be a good kid, be a good brother
Be a good son, be a good loyal servant to the kingdom
So why am I so confused?
I have everything I want
Yet, it feels like I have nothing left to lose
Is the world really falling to pieces?
Do we really have to iron out the creases?
Have I been living under a rock for so long
That I had no clue what was really going on?
I've been a prisoner, a traitor, and an outcast
But to who is the question
I've been having trouble as of late
Trying to figure out who I can put my trust in
Why am I so confused?
I have everything I want
Yet it feels like I have nothing left to lose
Is the world really falling to pieces?
Do we really have to iron out the creases?
Have I been told my whole life something that isn't true?
Because I really have no idea what to do
I curse the heavens up above
Is it really honor that I want, or is it love?
Is the world really falling to pieces?
Do we really have to iron out the creases?
Have I been living under a rock for so long
That I have no clue what's really going on?
So well that I could sing them
Be a good kid, be a good brother
Be a good son, be a good loyal servant to the kingdom
So why am I so confused?
I have everything I want
Yet, it feels like I have nothing left to lose
Is the world really falling to pieces?
Do we really have to iron out the creases?
Have I been living under a rock for so long
That I had no clue what was really going on?
I've been a prisoner, a traitor, and an outcast
But to who is the question
I've been having trouble as of late
Trying to figure out who I can put my trust in
Why am I so confused?
I have everything I want
Yet it feels like I have nothing left to lose
Is the world really falling to pieces?
Do we really have to iron out the creases?
Have I been told my whole life something that isn't true?
Because I really have no idea what to do
I curse the heavens up above
Is it really honor that I want, or is it love?
Is the world really falling to pieces?
Do we really have to iron out the creases?
Have I been living under a rock for so long
That I have no clue what's really going on?
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Writer(s): Blackmarr Soucy Lillian Rose
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