Faux Example
Never going out of town
Far as I've seen the proud cow knows
The proud cow knows
The proud cow
Feeling just a little bit down
I might just make a frown
You never choose what's right for you
Never going of town
Living inside your house
It's all you've spoken to me about
I, I can't see the waste
I understand, but it's in your face
Oh, but I worked for this place
I understand, but you're killing this
Planet damnit don't you see your shit
Would of thought by now that you'd quit
Fucking over everything and
Believing that you're always in the right
Closing your blinds up tight
From the truth that lies beyond the trees
I'm abhorred, it's where I found the lord
And it's all you know
Feeling just a little bit down
Feeling like I'm on the ground
Oh, I know it's hard to but
Fuck your dreams your materialistic seeds
You'd sell your kids for a bag of the need
A bag of greed, oh-no
Feeling just a little bit down
Never getting out of your house
It's all you've ever said to me
Never getting out of your house
Living inside your spouse
I'm dreaming of a Faux Example
I, I can't see the waste
I understand, but it's in your face
Oh, but I worked for this place
And it's all that you've said to me
Far as I've seen the proud cow knows
The proud cow knows
The proud cow
Feeling just a little bit down
I might just make a frown
You never choose what's right for you
Never going of town
Living inside your house
It's all you've spoken to me about
I, I can't see the waste
I understand, but it's in your face
Oh, but I worked for this place
I understand, but you're killing this
Planet damnit don't you see your shit
Would of thought by now that you'd quit
Fucking over everything and
Believing that you're always in the right
Closing your blinds up tight
From the truth that lies beyond the trees
I'm abhorred, it's where I found the lord
And it's all you know
Feeling just a little bit down
Feeling like I'm on the ground
Oh, I know it's hard to but
Fuck your dreams your materialistic seeds
You'd sell your kids for a bag of the need
A bag of greed, oh-no
Feeling just a little bit down
Never getting out of your house
It's all you've ever said to me
Never getting out of your house
Living inside your spouse
I'm dreaming of a Faux Example
I, I can't see the waste
I understand, but it's in your face
Oh, but I worked for this place
And it's all that you've said to me
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Writer(s): Dylan Davis
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