Call Out The Beast
I beg your pardonbut now its harder than ever beforeI climb up the wallsI feel so inferiorcalled an artist when art wont stop thiswho burned every bridgeand bounced all aboutbut I always meant better
I pull apart every pieceand call out the beastIt looms around it never roamstoo far from home
I paid in dollarsand credit powersIt came and it wentbut now its all spentI thought that Id be worth something
I pull apart every pieceand call out the beastIt looms around it never roamstoo far from home
And hopes so hard to findwhen it gets in my mindand no, it wont improveso tell me whats the useif Im gonna lose
do and do and do....
hey ohh
I tell the storyits rather boringrepeat in my headthe things that I saidhow could I be so awkward
I pull apart every pieceand call out the beastIt looms around it never roamstoo far from home
I pull apart every pieceand call out the beastIt looms around it never roamstoo far from home