This Song

Music and Lyrics by Clayton Heinrich © Copyright 2010


There’s nothing wrong with the life I lead
I work my job, sleep and eat
Bust my ass for someone else’s dreams

I don’t believe that I was destined to
Find my self underneath the shoes
Of a proud leech who keeps stomping along
I’ll bide my time and get lost in this song
Get lost in this song

Spend twenty years climbing up the totem pole
Yeah maybe then you’ll reach your goal
So focused on your wants and needs
That you’re forgetting about the air you’re breathing in

With a tongue that is silver and a heart that is black
You’re well on your way to a heart attack
Tunnel vision with a side of greed
Numbing your mind with a fat salary
With a fat salary

See I plan on breaking the mold
Oh no not gonna do what I’m told
It’s a risk but I need to try
To be content on the day I die

I’m not destined to
Find myself underneath the shoes
Of a proud leech who keeps stomping along
I’ll space out and get lost in this song
Get lost in this song
This song
Song


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