Blisters, blisters on my feet
Sister, sister, carry me
I wish, I wish to take it back
But I've wandered too far into the trap
And I reflect
Bad choice, sad voice
One white flag hoist.
See your face in people's eyes
Your self-hate translates to your guise
Bitterness growing inside
Makes for one unpleasant ride
And all you have to show are
Insults in cults
It's not your fault.
CHORUS
There's a hazard
Bouncing in between our words
Some bastard
Planting seeds of weeds to
Blossom into doubt dandelions
As long as it's their words you're buying, my friend.
Some bounce off while others sting
Some give you headaches with that piercing ring
Standing tall is difficult
When every response is a nasty scold
Piling on your shoulders
You scream for a team
As you lose self-esteem.
CHORUS
There's a hazard
Bouncing in between our words
Some bastard
Planting seeds of weeds to
Blossom into doubt dandelions
As long as it's their words you're buying
You'll keep yourself up all night crying
So know that they're all lying, my friend.
credits
from The Monster,
released August 23, 2015
written, performed, and produced by Sam Gleason
co-produced by Will Hahn
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