Parting Shot
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โฑ๏ธ 5:37 duration
๐ ID: 18255932
๐ Lyrics
Words of wisdom, quotable quotes
Reader's digest scenes for those losing hope
Why do I feel so mocked by the hands of the clock?
Well, anchor me down to the solid rock
I wanna leave you with something, but I almost forgot
Was it a closing statement, or a parting shot?
Well, you lie on the flowers, hair in the wind
I've twisted it all with original sin
There's a knowledge I traded a long time ago
Well I bartered it off for these rags I call clothes
But I learned how to fake it, and remake it on cue
But I swear I never stopped needing you
There's a question forming out here in the dark
In the heavy air all around my heart
Now laden with consequence,
Chain link fence and shot through
With all manner of lies, I've been trapped in and caught
And the world like a tempest, in your ears doth roar
And the flesh wants to dress up and play your whore
And the devil want to cast all manner of doubt
On the real lover with the key, dying to let you out
From the bars that you fashioned with your stolen clout
Well, I may be confused, but I'll play my hunch
Did it feel like a kiss, or a counterpunch?
Evenin' is closing and the kid drones on and on and on...
Well, get out your car keys, I hope this is his last song
Wait, it's bigger than life, it is gracious and grand
It's something a child readily understands
Hey, you know I sure could use a new suit of clothes
See, I'm gone all threadbare, and my shoes are worn
Now the flowers are growing right out of these bones
And I hear the trumpet sounding like Louie Armstrong
Like Louie Armstrong
When the great divorce happens, hide me in your song
Though I don't deserve it, and I don't belong
I wanna leave you with something, will you take it to heart?
Are you a closing statement, or a parting shot?
Or a parting shot
Reader's digest scenes for those losing hope
Why do I feel so mocked by the hands of the clock?
Well, anchor me down to the solid rock
I wanna leave you with something, but I almost forgot
Was it a closing statement, or a parting shot?
Well, you lie on the flowers, hair in the wind
I've twisted it all with original sin
There's a knowledge I traded a long time ago
Well I bartered it off for these rags I call clothes
But I learned how to fake it, and remake it on cue
But I swear I never stopped needing you
There's a question forming out here in the dark
In the heavy air all around my heart
Now laden with consequence,
Chain link fence and shot through
With all manner of lies, I've been trapped in and caught
And the world like a tempest, in your ears doth roar
And the flesh wants to dress up and play your whore
And the devil want to cast all manner of doubt
On the real lover with the key, dying to let you out
From the bars that you fashioned with your stolen clout
Well, I may be confused, but I'll play my hunch
Did it feel like a kiss, or a counterpunch?
Evenin' is closing and the kid drones on and on and on...
Well, get out your car keys, I hope this is his last song
Wait, it's bigger than life, it is gracious and grand
It's something a child readily understands
Hey, you know I sure could use a new suit of clothes
See, I'm gone all threadbare, and my shoes are worn
Now the flowers are growing right out of these bones
And I hear the trumpet sounding like Louie Armstrong
Like Louie Armstrong
When the great divorce happens, hide me in your song
Though I don't deserve it, and I don't belong
I wanna leave you with something, will you take it to heart?
Are you a closing statement, or a parting shot?
Or a parting shot