You're a Regular Mother Teresa
Sensitive skin
Scraped by sensitive information
If I don't know who I am, then what will I tell everyone?
A scuba diver without his mask is just a body in water
A father without a child is just a stranger
A lion's head on the wall is a symbol of wealth,
Not strength
If I don't know who I am
Then what will people say about me when I'm dead?
How could this possibly have happened to me
With the apple in the pig's mouth?
It’s not as red as my cheeks when I’m around you
But it’s fresher than the lines in my head to try and impress you
But you’re still my good luck charm
And always will be
And how could you be God with all those rips in your pants?
The doctor said, sometimes words fail
But I need to trust you
When your holding the scalpel in your hands
But how could you be God when you need a dog to protect your land?
The doctor said, sometimes words fail
The doctor said, sometimes words fail
But I have to choose to trust you
When you’re the one holding the scalpel in your hands
If you wanna be a leader,
You have to lead once and a while
Part of a lion’s prowess
is standing tall on the highest rock
When no one else will
If you wanna be a hero
You have to save something once and a while
And writing letters and putting them on doorsteps
Is not the same
I wish you held me as close
As you hold the pill bottle to your side
It's so sardonic how you act like it's nothing to depend on them
If you wanna be a hero
Then you have to save something once and a while
And the way your pills have given you a new life
Is not the same
A preacher without a story is just a scammer
A lawyer without a paycheck is just a liar
And myself without defining traits
is just a shell of what I could've been
If you wanna be a beautifier,
You have to feel beautiful once and a while
Since when did hating ourselves become satire?
Only when it boils over, is when we yell to cease fire
And I’ve never cared to be popular
But everyone loves having fans
And how could you be God
as such a harsh judge of character
without a gavel in your hands?
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