Tom the Lion

Tom, who will dad become now that he's had this fall to the pavement?
He raises his eyes to you the son of a different star
Someone makes you feel left out, you know that hole is dry.
The day he left on Mom he gave up on his life
When it comes his day, just make it your decision
Hold on to your name, you are like his fame, just make it your decision
Just know that he'd like it so much that if you'd call he wont tell you bout his fall
We all got to jump some wall, so let me tell one thing, he asked of the
fortune teller "which of mine will be Rockefeller?"
Fortune teller "and who is the killer?"
and the teller say "He's the prodigal, Mr. wonderful, not a Saga boy for life, no
your Tom is the Lion child"

Tom, you and Dad belong to Marcus Aurelius and the Bible
raised for aptitude. I slept on a colder foor.
Left to me was half his dark, but I've always held out high
Your absence left a mark that he suffered in his pride
But for my mistakes I fgure in his vision
He sees his owns face when he pays my bail,
It makes for our division
Just know that he'd like it so much that if you would call
he wont tell you about his fall, we've all got to jump some wall
So let me tell you one thing

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