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the moralist on the mountaintop the capgun cowboy caught playin dressup patrols his cartoon beat with his costume clothes the damn fool with his ten ton chip his bourgeois blues and his heartbreak habit slings his lightning bolts his arrows and stones but you could do it forever it wont make you better cause you wont find your mark you could use a mirror to see your target clearer but bad blood hijacked your heart but you got what you asked for so dont even start you're never a victim so own what you did son admit what you are. dead weight in a tightrope trance the painpill creatures stray in his wasteland clenched teeth and a canyon he cant cross Letras de canciones theres me racing right along the jukebox jester stuck on the same song mouth full of lies a head full of holes until i got worried you saw the life i could lead if i backed up off that rope and let the ground come to me steady under my knees and my anger blurrin into hope i asked for perspective and it untied my hands i see the relapsed way i chose my own way cant blame me for that so when you're sorry and one day you will be i wish you all the best i hope that you drop softly and it dont end too badly and your ragin head can finally rest and you could be honest and rescue yourself but ill walk my own way ill go where you wont go you wont put me through hell, no no. cause now i see through you believe what you need to go haunt someone else From Letras Mania