m4stodon
Now my dad says fuck the details.. Just keep your head down hard.. You gotta find yourself alone, before you'll find the eyes of God.. You may be broke and scared and mad, and tear at the flesh of your own heartstrings.. But you were born to be a peasant, not a king.. So just stop acting like you're running from something.. You gonna leave the way you came without a thing... With your heart tied to your mind tied to a string.. and you just sing and you sing and you sing.. But it all son doesn't mean a thing..