Wool See - WB2014 lyrics

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Wool See - WB2014 lyrics

Once every five years (something like that) Snowmageddon, snowpocalypse Winter Blast [Verse] I watch as it all falls and blankets the whole floor The city looking virgin pure (so beautiful) Might forget somewhere, someone is doing worse than you are So let's go, Fourth and Burnside, right to dream too Yeah, there's a price on free too I'll describe the scene Hard luck, it's not just hard d** and fiends Mental illness and runaway teens All walks of lost souls buckle under they demons Outside factors, unseen forces Call them what you will, they're at play In determining which of us shelter evades This is the hand that you're dealt, no exchanges (Don't like it?) Blame the dealer, blame the game Blame yourself for sitting down at the table But what choice did you have? What's free will? We're either pushed out the womb or surgically removed Premature with no tools No logic, no reason, no empathy Just lumps of potential energy As the brain develops, the burden reveals its girth Until like Atlas' back, we feel this world And some would say, to shed its weight is to fully awaken I'm working towards that point but I'm not quite at it If I were, I probably wouldn't need to write this pa**age If it feels good I might make it a habit If it feels great, sh** paint me an addict I medicate but struggle with moderation I liberate from these constructs through meditation End of the day, I just count my blessings Say thanks and reserve my questions Some of which might just keep me up at night stressing But I wouldn't trade this life for any others, if I'm destined For destitution I might eat those words But if the soup kitchen's open, I'mma eat there first All the riches on this earth sleeping next to me in bed And as a wise man once said, it's all bad Cause even if our love never dies, both of us will Most likely not together so one of us has to deal With that loss, it all goes back to shedding that weight Easier said than done when God taketh his gift away Somewhere a millionaire's dying with a needle in his arm And a sober homeless man is catching hypothermia And they're both good people, but this was just their hand dealt So build it while you can kids then watch that snowman melt

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