crapola song, Mockingbird
Bridge I wake up every morning, questioning the dawn and sun, Thinking I have been overthinking everything all along. I’ve grown up too fast, fearing for a future I do not have. So, could you listen, please just give me the time of day for once! Chorus Tell me what I’ve done wrong, how I have mislead you, mockingbird Your ire is as thick as the years are long in our thorned nest Full of barbs and unpleasantries, can you not hear your own call? Mocking, oh mocking ever on and more, mockingbird, hateful You are to all but yourself. Soon your feathers will be absent. A fall from grace, an old age acquired by your talons, your spite. You claim you had it worse, but claw my heart out by being Your unfiltered, biased self. Cruelty by words, not scarring. Refrain from your idiotic rants of how the world should die, Carrying with it a far cry of suicide on yourself. Pity me, you lash out whence your mind, in shambles of many Logical fallacies. You’re correct, regardless, am I right? Chorus Tell me what I’ve done wrong, how I have mislead you, mockingbird Your ire is as thick as the years are long in our thorned nest Full of barbs and unpleasantries, can you not hear your own call? Mocking, oh mocking ever on and more, mockingbird, hateful You are to all but yourself. Soon your feathers will be absent. Plucked from head to toe by your own stress and mistakes, you sad nag. You are getting what you did, I have never wronged you by such means. Scream out, lash out, call out, mockingbird. Soon, no one will be there. Fly while you can, take to the skies one last time and be freer than I In your home made wicker basket, mockingbird. I fall short I always have, and will, won’t I? Tell me, tell me, hateful bird, what did I do?
- Published May 15, 2020, 20:05
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