Rotten

From the amber sun
To the tip of your gun
Something bout the trial
Please stay for a while
Yourself you've outdone
Nowhere left to run
A Megaton mile
Bet I can make you smile

We ran through those fields thick with ivy and clovers
Yet to be trodden, yet to be trodden
For we were absent minded and with awareness turned over
Our eyes were sodden, our eyes were sodden
Plenty of time waisted that day between those trees
Careful and common, careful and common
Step foot across the pond shivering you feel the breeze
Fallacy of strawmen, fallacy of strawmen

From the amber sun
To the tip of your gun
Something bout the trial
Please stay for a while
Yourself you've outdone
Nowhere left to run
A Megaton mile
Bet I can make you smile

I'm down under, you see
I'm just worthless, you see
I just want you closer
See the other half of me
Sit down by the oak tree
I completely take over

We ran through those fields thick with ivy and clovers
Yet to be trodden, yet to be trodden
For we were absent minded and with awareness turned over
Our eyes were sodden, our eyes were sodden
Plenty of time waisted that day between those trees
Careful and common, careful and common
Step foot across the pond shivering you feel the breeze
Fallacy of strawmen, fallacy of strawmen
We thought ourselves kind when we offered her a sip
Our teeth were rotten, our teeth were rotten
For we did not understand the true scope of our privilege
Yet to be broadened, yet to be broadened
When it cried save us for it was in danger
Ourselves we'd forgotten, ourselves we'd forgotten
We merely slipped on by for we could not interpret
Its not uncommon, its not uncommon



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Writer(s): Owen Russell
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