rejection blues
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the piano chords dance with the frailty of my self esteem
and its just another day of telling myself truths and lies at the same time
then I march with whatever he left me as he left
again and again
she tells me no lies tonight treats me like the needy child
and the dirty smelling clothes she left me with
and I wonder what these kids are going through
again and again
you should come to where the sun shines in the early morning
talking and walking all the time
and I pour my soul into whatever cup there is at the time
let the chords pluck and pluck over again
when will this disadvantaged existence be over with already
when can I stand on top and look at those I choose not to hear
moisturize the cracks on my back and my lips tonight
you don't have to understand why the stuck up nothing tells you
as he rejects the last ounce of dignity you've given him
i just want to be fucking held
is that a problem with you mister?
madre di dios i should just put myself to sleep tonight
but I have to wait for the smoke
if the smoke comes
if it ever comes
i'm being heard through the misty eyes of a hurt child
that's been hurt over and over again
why why oh why
just probably gonna drink it off tonight
and sing a song or two for the merrily departed
for those yet to enter
and its just another day of telling myself truths and lies at the same time
then I march with whatever he left me as he left
again and again
she tells me no lies tonight treats me like the needy child
and the dirty smelling clothes she left me with
and I wonder what these kids are going through
again and again
you should come to where the sun shines in the early morning
talking and walking all the time
and I pour my soul into whatever cup there is at the time
let the chords pluck and pluck over again
when will this disadvantaged existence be over with already
when can I stand on top and look at those I choose not to hear
moisturize the cracks on my back and my lips tonight
you don't have to understand why the stuck up nothing tells you
as he rejects the last ounce of dignity you've given him
i just want to be fucking held
is that a problem with you mister?
madre di dios i should just put myself to sleep tonight
but I have to wait for the smoke
if the smoke comes
if it ever comes
i'm being heard through the misty eyes of a hurt child
that's been hurt over and over again
why why oh why
just probably gonna drink it off tonight
and sing a song or two for the merrily departed
for those yet to enter