Excuse me for sounding late
forced out and simply out of date.
Can’t stand the sections of my Life
Where I was always stepping out of line…
I’ll make it through, But…
I’d rather do it with you.
Slapped down and made to feel this way
forced out and I like this selfless face
Paid for all my sedated grace
Nows my time to show the world.
Danger’s not for the simple
cautions thrown in the middle
flopped down and broke on the table
A jokers born every minute.
I’ll make it through, But…
I’d rather do it with you.
Forced into my heart
Embraced like a child
thrown from the womb
All for you.
I’ll make it through, But…
I’d rather do it with you.
With You.
Nice