Heavy Handed
There's been an accident
Please call an ambulance
There's a little child bloodied
And unaccompanied
With such a heavy hand
I must pull his weight
Folly on consistent
False beliefs within
Shame shame shame
I took it all out on you
Shame shame shame
I took it on myself
Shame shame shame
If someone could have heard you
It took a long time
But I see the way this bed is made
To lay down comfortably
Realigned myself
I'm not stuck on traits
Of a younger self
I swore to fix
Realign myself
On and on and on
This play goes
On and on and on
You direct yourself
So you can live the life you want
On and on and on
This play goes
On and on and on
Redirect yourself
If you don't like the outcome
Picture perfect home
A tiny flower grows
His thoughts
Written on a note
Blows right through
This abstract window
Of a home
It's flowing somewhere
Deep inside this older mind
That I now own
Some pieces of it found to remind him
That I once lived
Inside that home
Realigned myself
I'm not stuck on traits
Of a younger self
I swore to fix
Realign myself
It's time you made your bed
It's time you made your bed
It's time you made your bed
Now, it's time to lie in it
It's time you made your bed
It's time you made your bed
It's time you made your bed
It's time you made your bed
Now, it's time to lie in it
It's time you made your bed
Please call an ambulance
There's a little child bloodied
And unaccompanied
With such a heavy hand
I must pull his weight
Folly on consistent
False beliefs within
Shame shame shame
I took it all out on you
Shame shame shame
I took it on myself
Shame shame shame
If someone could have heard you
It took a long time
But I see the way this bed is made
To lay down comfortably
Realigned myself
I'm not stuck on traits
Of a younger self
I swore to fix
Realign myself
On and on and on
This play goes
On and on and on
You direct yourself
So you can live the life you want
On and on and on
This play goes
On and on and on
Redirect yourself
If you don't like the outcome
Picture perfect home
A tiny flower grows
His thoughts
Written on a note
Blows right through
This abstract window
Of a home
It's flowing somewhere
Deep inside this older mind
That I now own
Some pieces of it found to remind him
That I once lived
Inside that home
Realigned myself
I'm not stuck on traits
Of a younger self
I swore to fix
Realign myself
It's time you made your bed
It's time you made your bed
It's time you made your bed
Now, it's time to lie in it
It's time you made your bed
It's time you made your bed
It's time you made your bed
It's time you made your bed
Now, it's time to lie in it
It's time you made your bed
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Cafiero
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