The street preachers run for cover I barely know where I still stand For some reason There's omission But everything is plain at hand
PRE CHORUS A miraculous forsaken man Makes the sobbing News right at prime time Tastes definitely so bitter sweet That my voice still lacks a vote
CHORUS So every time I try to rise above It's kind of like I hide my head in sand Father's sacred rules Born in doom and gloom But I am still immune And even if I try to rise above I'm forced down to denounce this perfect plan Ridiculed and mocked When down for the count You would listen up If I was a man
It's a man's world says the radio But I could care less about that There's a wind now And it's blowing It drastically makes a change
PRE CHORUS & CHORUS If I was you dad
It's like I'm living in your shadow Now and forever I'm trying to make a point in time It feels much better To write a letter It's how I cope to rise above
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