Buke and Gass
Revel in Contempt
Two frogs come up to the roadOne says to the other toadHesitation is your friendNot just to get to the endWell I misunderstandWith the bread butter knifeMight as well take my lifeThe decision in my handMy movements slowMy patience is wideMight as well be a toadWith the bread in my mouthMaybe someday you'll seeHow to cross the roadLike a grown toadOh mama won't you blow your loadI can't see what I hideI can't see what I hideI don't know that I hadWhat I left off from beforeAnd I can't see what I needAnd I can't see what I mightI won't see what I don't wantCause I can't see what I hideThis fire breathes significance on this whole existenceWith running eyes and burning feet to the cold distanceThey'll never try, they'll never see from your point of reference
From Letras Mania