Call Me

Call me a man, with a wicked face
Call me a man, who doesn't belong in this place
Call me a man, reduce me to what you want
It's what you do
Call me a lover, with a tragic smile
Call me a prophet, who's been lost for a while
Call me an actor, you don't know if you should
Do you

Pick up the pace, and sing a song that makes us feel good not bad
Pick up the pace, we came to feel happy, not feel sad
Pick up the pace, and get to the point you want to try to make
What is it, what is it
I know you're in a safe place, but it doesn't feel safe to me I know this is a safe space, but I lack your vocabulary
You say it with a straight face, but I can see the irony
Can't you, can't you, can't you, can't you, can't you
Call me a child, there's probably some truth to that
Call me an asshole, you don't need to take it back
Call me a liar, though I try to do my best
I do, I do

Call me sadist, and it'll cut me to my core
I'm really more of a masochist, crying out on the floor
Call me whatever you want, if it pleases you, I want to please you I do, I do, I do, I do

I know you're in a safe place, but it doesn't feel safe to me I know this is a safe space, but I lack your vocabulary
You say it with a straight face, but I can see the irony
Can't you, can't you, can't you, can't you, can't you

Call me by my name, you don't know it, doesn't matter anyhow
If I can't make my point in three minutes then I should show myself right out
I guess I'm trying to say, I'm just trying to be human, I just want to shout out loud
And be heard, and be seen, and be alive
I'm alive
We're all fucking alive



Credits
Writer(s): Erik Olson
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