minor leagues

We will all die and from this I hope fire touches my skin
And when my ashes are spread I hope they catch wind
And when I help the dirt wherever I land
Then I'll be mowed down from their infrastructure plans
They'll turn me into a fucking baseball field in North Dakota
I fucking hate North Dakota

Top of the minor leagues for the last four years
I think I'm going insane
I wanna move away from this mundane petty shit
And finally get to my own two feet
I wanna be the star athlete
But they say "maybe next year, bud"

It's fucking torture for my soul
Waiting in imaginary lines for all my life
You know you got it
To call my name
Just to get recognized
I wanna be apart of something greater after all
I wanna be apart of something greater after all



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Writer(s): Robert Diaz Driskill, Steven Micheal Jahn
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