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I pledge allegiance to myself Food, shelter, and health Let me find a beach full of seashells to sell Put your oxygen mask on first before you offer me help I've got receipts made of scar tissue Got the vision of somebody going fishing in the dark When I start up the motor, it still turns over But nowadays, a little bit slower Never been afraid of getting older I'm much more nervous about these public servants Kill the lights and shut the curtains You ain't a real lion if you love the circus Looking at myself like "What's the purpose?" That's when I started to hallucinate Trying to touch the surface and recuperate You should've seen the look on my face when I was losing my faith Y'all got me feeling hesitation, embarrassment I might be the last generation of grandparents I know that I've been fortunate for all the opportunities Disproportionately disappointed in the human beings I get it, we're specks of dust, at the bus stop busking for extra crust Like fuck it, you can sacrifice me to the weather If you promise that you'll let my songs live forever You're looking for a bag of tricks But my love is like a stack of bricks Letras de cancionesCobblestones and untreated lumber I'm a father of fists, strength, and numbers And when they come for my box of dreams I'm a finally depart from this toxic scene No posturing, just lots of self esteem Got you feeling like the popular queen This ain't magic, this is fabric And it's the type that never requires patches And it's the fire that illustrates with ashes It's our life, it's nothing we can't manage Lower the arrow and take a breath I won't waste ammo aiming at the angel of death I might have already left, but they hear me still With my pale knuckle grip on this steering wheel From Letras Mania