Call out the Beast
I beg your pardon
but now it’s harder than ever before
I climb up the walls
I feel so inferior
called an artist
one hard
one soft fist
who burned every bridge
and bounced all about
but I always meant better
I pull apart
every piece
and call out the beast
it looms around
it never roams
too far from home
I paid in dollars
and credit powers
it came and it went
but now it’s all spent
I thought that I’d be worth somethin’
I pull apart
every piece
and call out the beast
it looms around
it never roams
too far from home
and home’s so hard to find
when it gets in my mind
that no, it won’t improve
so tell me what’s the use
if I’m gonna lose
I do and do and do….
I tell a story it’s rather boring
repeat in my head
the things I just said
how could I be so awkward
I pull apart
every piece
and call out the beast
it looms around
it never roams
too far from home
I pull apart
every piece
and call out the beast
it looms around
it never roams
too far from home
