476 - You were raised like a boy

You were raised like a boy But now you think your life's a pill With its love for yourself Ticking to its endless rhythm You point the blame as you wave the banner I barely notice Do you savor the air we share? Can you indulge my gentle senses? You were brought up like a boy But now you think your life's a pill With its love for yourself Ticking to its timeless soundtrack You point the finger as you carry the flag I don't pay attention Do you like the dust we breathe? Do you recommend yourself to my gentle senses? I'm feeling wasted I'm feeling lost I'm feeling faded I'm feeling tossed you point the finger as you carry the flag I don't pay attention (I feel wasted) do you like the dust we breathe? Do you recommend yourself to my gentle senses? You were raised like a boy But life feels like a bitter pill With love that spins in circles Echoing to its ageless tune You gesture fiercely while you wave the flag I'm unmoved by it all Are you okay with the dust we share? Can you vouch for yourself to my gentle senses? I'm feeling broken I'm feeling lost I'm feeling empty I'm feeling tossed We rise and fall, it's how we deal We rise and fall, it's how we deal We rise and fall, it's how we deal We rise and fall, it's how we deal