I Can't Explain One Thing To A Person Who Wants Everything.
Hello, High waters;
Did you come to meet by the seller's shores?
Trapped by shadows of the deep,
That could make you think of nothing more.
Are we all better off?
Or just the one's who've got it sweeter?
Because the other side of this picket fence is something far from greener.
Sing these lies like you believe;
Traveling like gypsies with a lot less lcuk.
Condemed when you bluntly deseive;
No wonder this whole world is stuck.
The best part of the rain?
It blends in with the tears.
A sunset inside my veins,
Assures me that you're still here.
But, before the friends, hearts, and lies,
Arrogence would find a way,
Back into that poor boy's life;
And invite the used in for a stay.
Did you come to meet by the seller's shores?
Trapped by shadows of the deep,
That could make you think of nothing more.
Are we all better off?
Or just the one's who've got it sweeter?
Because the other side of this picket fence is something far from greener.
Sing these lies like you believe;
Traveling like gypsies with a lot less lcuk.
Condemed when you bluntly deseive;
No wonder this whole world is stuck.
The best part of the rain?
It blends in with the tears.
A sunset inside my veins,
Assures me that you're still here.
But, before the friends, hearts, and lies,
Arrogence would find a way,
Back into that poor boy's life;
And invite the used in for a stay.
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