I don't understand the rules of the game that we're playing
Do I freeze when I'm hit with the ball, or go back to home plate?
It seems like the rules like to change when I'm up to bat
and my teammates give looks like my sanity is up for debate
so dont judge the words that i say, from the state of my mind
'cause it's a relative emotion,yeah
an irrelevant devotion, yeah
another wreckless serenade for the people i left behind
If I could grow wings, would I fly?
Not to be shot by the hunter passing by
a beautiful monster, the greatest mistake
I've ever been blessed to create
With my own two hands
but without any plans
i'd do better without wings anyway
So take them away.
They'll burn with the ashes
That everyone passes, without a clue
of the potential they hold.
Terrible as the day is longour words are meant subtle
but subtle only works in grace
and romance novels.
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