From the recording For The Poor (Deluxe)
Devin Canfield - Acoustic Guitar & Vocals
Written, Performed, Recorded, Mixed, & Mastered by Devin Canfield
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Lyrics
I sit back
Everyone here’s talking lack
I need breath inside my lungs
Give me one of them big ol' hug
Tis’ the season
I went fishing
I was lookin for a friend like a shark inside a pool
Everyone here thinks they're cool talking bout all the things on their phones and everything that they own
I don’t care about that
There are lies and affairs behind the scenes and the schemes
Do you know what I mean?
Analyzing the time of these silly silly times
And they sat in the writers round the same
All the dudes and all their hats
Everyone probably finds this whack and miss the meaning
I’m like a sloth running fast
Am i cool or white trash?
Am i tough like the rest if i say it with my chest?
I wanna my songs
I’ve been trying for so long
They say the world is gonna end
Then they’ll go and leave you on read
Will you walk the thin line my friend?
As the world slips us by 'til the end
Will you walk through the fire my friend?
I’d give you the promise, you won’t follow me
Get out in front and still you wont will see
See sights of heaven and still not believe it all

