Some Days We Sin
Hang Up
There’s nothing left to see here,
Our trial’s over
and you’ve been
released on your own recognizance
Sail a sea
Fifty cameras deep is all
I get to notice
that my head
hasn’t been screwed back on straight
Why now?
I ask so many times now.
You think I’d see a cycle now.
But then it turns out
That we could never survive this,
It’s going to take everything we’ve got just to hold the punches
We have got to be blind
Somedays.
Burning down
Fists trembling uncontrolled
We’re getting nowhere
and this party line
Isn’t cutting it
Why now?
I ask so many times now.
You think I’d see a cycle now,
but then he turns around
and says, “Somedays we sin, man” but
We could never survive this,
It’s going to take everything we’ve got just to hold the punches.
We have got to be blind
if we
think this’ll work now
We could never survive this,
It’s going to take everything we’ve got just to hold the punches.
We have got to be blind.
Somedays.
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