i was your holder
i was your backseat passenger
ain’t bumpin around no more…
i’ve gotten holier
they’ll say “hey what happened here?”
ain’t gonna down like before…
i was a wanderer
an eternal wonderer
a third-world sufferer last time round
i was a fifth wheel
and an untapped goldmine…
i got myself ejected
now i’m stumblin around…
hey…
let loneliness be your friend
his holiness comes through then…
fine…
but when can i see you again?
finally farewell friend
i was a hard-earned cheap date
found out too late
became a little too familiar with an undercover agent
i was burned
i was burned burned
i was burned burned burned
hey
now out of ashes came quite a surprise
she finally materialized…
i was a well-worn cheapskate
price paid too late
it was a well-intentioned weapon
a well-intentioned gesture
of his love
of his love love
of his love love love
with no suggestions
and no suspensions
*dependent on a miracle like any other animal*
with no extensions
and no dependents
*dependent on a miracle like any other animal*
with no direction
and no suggestions
*dependent on a miracle like any other animal*