Pull It Together
I can choose to be the way I am, okay?
I pray you don’t lead me entirely astray
Stop calling my intricate telephone
Yet, I feel numb and all alone
Walk in my shoes…
Sing not the blues…
Pull it together…
You’re my forever
You’re my endeavor
You increased my fervor
Sprinkle salt and pepper
Upon my distasteful flavor
Do your thing,
My everything
I would rather say nothing
Hard to do my fathoming
I need to pull it together
But, I’m a drifting feather?
I can choose to be the way I am, okay?
I pray you don’t lead me entirely astray
Stop calling my Father's telephone
Yet, I feel numb and all alone,
But not on my own, on my own
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