HIGH AND DRY YOU’VE GOT A HOLD OF THE FUCKING TRUTHYOU’VE GOT NOTHING BUT A BLANK HAND DON’T YOUIN THE END IT’S JUST A TIRED EXPLANATION ANDI CAN’T SIT STILL FOR THE DURATIONYOU RAISED ME WITH MY HANDS RAISED TO THE SKYI GUESS THERE WAS A TIME I BELIEVED YOUR WAYSI LEARNED TO READ BETWEEN THE LINESI LEARNED TO QUESTION WHAT THEY SAYAND IT GETS WORSE BEFORE IT’S OVER ANDTHERE’S NO TRUTH IN CLOUDS ABOVE, NO LUCK IN CLOVERAND I DON’T BELIEVE THAT I’D HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAYSUNDAY SCHOOL AT AGE 9 I THOUGHT I WAS ON THE WINNING TEAMBECAUSE I WANED TO SEE IT, I WANTED TO NEED ITIT WAS 9 YEARS OF HOLY SHIT AND I BELIEVED ITYOU RAISED ME WITH MY HANDS BEHIND MY BACKI GUESS THERE WAS A TIME WHEN I BROKE AWAYI LEARNED TO DISREGARD THE LIESI LEARNED TO QUESTION WHAT THEY SAYI WON’T LOOK THROUGH YOUR LENS,TAINTED BY INTOLERANCE AND BASED ON FALSE MORALITYALL IN THE NAME GREED
