Pick up yr feet off of the ground
Dust off yr pride, fuck yr frown
I haven't yet decided if you're just a clown
But I try and I try and you just let me down
This is a song about walking down a hallway
You never reach the end; it goes on for always
It's lined with art of all of your follies
To remind you of your permanent pure melancholy
Fates conspire to blow me down
I can't take the guilt so I wear a martyr's crown
All these hypocrisies holding me down
Hush, hush, don't make a sound
Pick up your tools, we got a job to do
It's called towing the line and that's what we do
We don't have a lot of shared true
But I learned everything, I learned it from you
Do what you're told and you don't get hurt
I forgot all the words lying in the dirt
Something something about meaningful things
And the aching loneliness of the songs we sings
Fates conspire to blow me down
I can't take the guilt so I wear a martyr's crown
All these hypocrisies holding me down
Hush, hush don't make a sound
Fates conspire to blow me down
I can't take the guilt so I wear a martyr's crown
All these hypocrisies holding me down
Hush, hush don't make a sound
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