Lust For Time

Lock myself behind a door
Be honest, man
I'll kick myself
Didn't ask for more
Don't lose it, man

Devil's pie upon my lips
In the middle all my chips
And I may never be okay
And that's okay

Sink into my drink and let out all the whine
All the people in the garden lust for time

I'll teach them something no one will
To be someone you have to spill your guts
Oh what a mess
It's part of the process, man

Macho men
They've got their guns they hide behind
Ain't their mama teach them strength comes from the mind
Keep my eye upon the sparrow
No one want's their sling or arrows
Everyone just wants to eat and feel at home again



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Theriot
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