King of Something

from by Ryan Rebo

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I'm not the king of anything
Atleast not that I'm aware of
Not even my front yard
"Cause the grass is growing faster than my,
my motivational speaker
Who sits on my right shoulder
And he don't say much anymore
As I get older

I'm watching kids go by on their bikes
A blurry smiling child, loves every moment in time
Sometimes I'm caught, between being okay
And being alone and afraid
What was that you're trying to say?
To crawl back into my bed,
And let it wash like the sea does against the debris
I'm washed up on the shore
I must not be listening anymore

It's so easy to fall to the bottom of something
Of something that you don't know
And it's knocking at your front door
I'm not buying what you're selling to me
It seems so broken and cheap
A towering angle so steep
A battling corporate creep
Is pushing against me

I must not be listening anymore
I must not be listening anymore

credits

from Dizzy American, track released April 10, 2009

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