Rue the Day
We treated the fishbowl like the pond
I smacked against the glass & looked beyond
In a landlocked state I thought I saw the sea.
Those days I got away with leap then look
Now when I open my mouth I catch a foot
But maybe a foot is actually good for me
I thought I was God
I thought I was cured
That nothing could touch me
That I had nothing left to learn
I thought I was good
Secure and assured
I thought I was invincible
And I could put the stick in the spokes
So I put the stick in the spokes
Now everything hurts
I'm treating my new bowl like a lake
By my mistake I stayed inside the state
And I thought I'd make a Groundhog Day mistake
ButI psyched myself for the trebuchet
That'll throw me over the bowl someday
And I wonder if still have what it takes
I thought I was God
I thought I was cured
That nothing could touch me
That I had nothing left to learn
I thought I was good
Secure and assured
I was rippin cliffs notes
And Preaching like I wrote the book
In a cursory glance there's a lot to overlook
I was rushin' through it
And tellin' my friends to stop
Untroubled by the trouble that I never knew I caused.
Cuz I tried to do what you can't do right
Decoding the layers of a thing called life.
But which is the fairest of them all?
The Faberge egg or the matryoshka doll!
The Faberge egg or the matryoshka doll!
I thought I was invincible
And i could put the stick in the spokes
So I put the stick in the spokes
Now everything hurts
I was rippin cliffs notes
And Preaching like I wrote the book
I smacked against the glass & looked beyond
In a landlocked state I thought I saw the sea.
Those days I got away with leap then look
Now when I open my mouth I catch a foot
But maybe a foot is actually good for me
I thought I was God
I thought I was cured
That nothing could touch me
That I had nothing left to learn
I thought I was good
Secure and assured
I thought I was invincible
And I could put the stick in the spokes
So I put the stick in the spokes
Now everything hurts
I'm treating my new bowl like a lake
By my mistake I stayed inside the state
And I thought I'd make a Groundhog Day mistake
ButI psyched myself for the trebuchet
That'll throw me over the bowl someday
And I wonder if still have what it takes
I thought I was God
I thought I was cured
That nothing could touch me
That I had nothing left to learn
I thought I was good
Secure and assured
I was rippin cliffs notes
And Preaching like I wrote the book
In a cursory glance there's a lot to overlook
I was rushin' through it
And tellin' my friends to stop
Untroubled by the trouble that I never knew I caused.
Cuz I tried to do what you can't do right
Decoding the layers of a thing called life.
But which is the fairest of them all?
The Faberge egg or the matryoshka doll!
The Faberge egg or the matryoshka doll!
I thought I was invincible
And i could put the stick in the spokes
So I put the stick in the spokes
Now everything hurts
I was rippin cliffs notes
And Preaching like I wrote the book
Credits
Writer(s): Lucas Arthur Naylor, Helen Julia Barsz, Tyler Kramer
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