Belly of the Beast

This might not be great
Keep up or keep a grounded down defeated face
Mark your place on it
Count those blessings
Don't count days
Now your on your way
You could take you leave
Or kick up those feet
Feel replaced
Join the feast
Down the sound
Find the peace
Eats up the day that belongs to a preacher
Find a presence of yourself in the belly of the beast
But for now don't think about all that wealth
I swear you're engulfed by the words of someone else
Eats up the day that belongs to a preacher
But you can't be defied by wastes of time
Or change your mind
Put ya self aside
You're gone
But thats just it
You won't change your mind
The suit won't fit
But thats alright
I replied, I replied, I'm on hold
I repeat
I could fold
Find a place
Take a loan
Then recede
I'd return to the scene
Just go talk into the feed
I could help repel this arduous spell
Then sell with no receipt
Keep up, Keep up, Keep up, Keep up
The fantasy
Keep your apathy
Watch DVD's
Fall asleep
Find a moment for yourself
But then report just how you'd plead
Let it go, let it go, let it go then repeat
In my mind
I was on barefoot
Heavens, I wasn't ready for it
While out of control
Moving at speed with no clue where I'd go
With time
Should I do it?
With seasons changing
Or if I should at all
But thats just it
You won't change your mind
The suit won't fit
But thats alright
But thats just it
You won't change your mind
The suit won't fit
But thats alright