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Nobody's Acolyte

Promise me nothing –
I’m not interested in your vows
Between the farmer and the field
Is just another broken plow
No backtalk allowed –
All discourse now falls short
A culture of mellow drama
And every day is the last resort

I’m a really nice guy and a real good sport
But it’s only to three people that I report

Nobody’s acolyte –
I’m not your man
You can say whatever you want,
But don’t count on me to understand
Nobody’s acolyte –
No never uh-uh

Doctrine and dogma –
Manifestos and miniature threats
It’s nothing to me – the bug mentality
Remembers that everybody forgets
Erasing all debts –
Don’t worry the war will be there
You could set your sundial by the eclipse
The God of the Scroll at which you stare

I’d gladly follow you anywhere
If my senses were impaired

Nobody’s acolyte –
I’m not your man
You can say whatever you want,
But don’t count on me to understand
Nobody’s acolyte –
No never uh-uh

I’m nobody’s acolyte
You’re all spleen and no ideal
I’m not just gonna sit around and watch
While your hidden agendas are revealed
I ain’t nobody’s dog
So don’t expect me to heel

I can see it in your eyes you don’t get it
But try to hold sway you will live to regret it

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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