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Tell Your Dog All Your Secrets
No ones ever even been in an empty room
And now's as good a time as any to tell you this:
I don’t feel regret if it was right for me at the time
We spend so much of our lives with regret
It might as well be our husbands and wives
And no ones ever even been in an empty room
So next time you’re sitting alone,
Remember that your guilt and suppression
Will keep you anything but cold
When is the time to throw caution to the wind?
It wasn’t getting you towards justice anyways
Throw your pennies into streams and caution to the wind
It wasn’t getting you that respect you crave anyways, now was it?
If I had a dollar for every business mogul that disappointed the world
I could retire and live at a resort at 19
Like uncultured moths to a poisoned chalice flame,
Too many corporate pitches with more sham than champagne
Everything’s a scam and it’s better to face this now
Druggies might be liars, but so are lawyers
there isn't much difference
And we all know you get back what you dish out
Don’t be throwing stones at the working class from a glass house
Like semi-blossomed moths to a counter-culture flame,
Now’s as good a time as any to tell you:
Our number one issue is not eccentric change
I’m throwing caution to the wind and verbalizing my hot takes
Every life lost without repercussion is a loss of faith in my eyes
Rules can be broken and bent
But mirrors don't break, they multiply
And soon, all you’re gonna see is heartbreak in my eyes
With more political pyromania than Lord of the Flies;
Like gullible moths to a discreetly anarchical flame
I don’t feel regret if it was right for me at the time
We spend so much of our lives with regret
It might as well be our husbands and wives
And you can see and feel emptiness
But heartbreaks lives in all of our eyes
Copyright ©
Matthew Bailey
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