Wings & an Ankle Monitor

Life is so monotonous
I'm learning to cope with this
Everyone wanna talk their shit
I do too when I get pissed

Stuff me in the trash bag
Take me to the landfill
Or dip me in the river
Let myself let God heal

Stereo mixed high, mid, low
Volume up, knocking down dominos
Another plate, skip what is gross
Tie your shoes, hands to the utmost

Weather likes to change
But nothing we haven't seen
If you count their roots
Then how tall are trees

Blue skies smiling at you
To let you know they're blue too
People trying to find their way
Changing their title every day

Warehouses full of products to move
Robots and people who are robots too
Finding time to shake the thought
Work with what you got, it's quite a lot



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Harig
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