Preach to me, I’m listening for the last time
Faith in another
Behave like a brother
I run onto the scene the same way as my mother
Skin off my back
Keep you warm when you shudder
We look out for each other we look out for each other
Lines full of Legos
A block in its place
Next thing you know got a beard on my face
Next thing you see that beard’s turning grey
Next thing I’ll be is dead for the rest of your days
Hard to swallow but we must anyway
Now and then raise your hand and make amends
Cause tomorrow isn’t coming
I’ve turned my back on so many someones
And I’m ready to see that
See that my potential be summoned
So let’s see you turn your head to the left and
Raise your right hand and lower it again onto the shoulder of a stranger or the hand of a friend
Preach to me, I’m listening for the last time
I take it personally
Bear the burden fully
Well I think I do
I say I do
In my gut it don’t seem true
Put on your friend face
Make plans for a play date
But I think naturally I want to shut my friends away
Check the message mark unread
I’ll soon forget
I’ll move on I don’t give a shit
I do what I want bitch
Don’t depend on me
I’m lazier than I seem
I do things when they’re fun for me
Cause I’ve never had to worry
About the petty little things for which you’re scrambling
Don’t depend on me even when you’re desperate
Unless I find a way to benefit
Which Ben is this?
Not the one you miss
Which Ben is this?
This year has been another perfect sample
Friends on the brink of death
Waiting rooms with my mom
Some didn’t make it
Others are going strong
There aren’t enough cliches in my head to really say what’s going on
When I give advice, my perspective is small
I’m a subatomic particle in a cell in a moth
That doesn’t know its own reflection
But is so helplessly drawn
To tiny lights and mirrors
Just as I am to a song
In all my petty musings in all my unheard prayers
There’s only one thing I hope for next year
In all my petty musings in all my unheard prayers, there’s only one thing
Regardless of the fury or flow that roles through me
I hope you make it to 2017
Regardless of the fury or flow that roles through me
I hope you make it to 2017
Faith in another
Behave like a brother
I run onto the scene the same way as my mother
Skin off my back
Keep you warm when you shudder
We look out for each other we look out for each other
Lines full of Legos
A block in its place
Next thing you know got a beard on my face
Next thing you see that beard’s turning grey
Next thing I’ll be is dead for the rest of your days
Hard to swallow but we must anyway
Now and then raise your hand and make amends
Cause tomorrow isn’t coming
I’ve turned my back on so many someones
And I’m ready to see that
See that my potential be summoned
So let’s see you turn your head to the left and
Raise your right hand and lower it again onto the shoulder of a stranger or the hand of a friend
Preach to me, I’m listening for the last time
I take it personally
Bear the burden fully
Well I think I do
I say I do
In my gut it don’t seem true
Put on your friend face
Make plans for a play date
But I think naturally I want to shut my friends away
Check the message mark unread
I’ll soon forget
I’ll move on I don’t give a shit
I do what I want bitch
Don’t depend on me
I’m lazier than I seem
I do things when they’re fun for me
Cause I’ve never had to worry
About the petty little things for which you’re scrambling
Don’t depend on me even when you’re desperate
Unless I find a way to benefit
Which Ben is this?
Not the one you miss
Which Ben is this?
This year has been another perfect sample
Friends on the brink of death
Waiting rooms with my mom
Some didn’t make it
Others are going strong
There aren’t enough cliches in my head to really say what’s going on
When I give advice, my perspective is small
I’m a subatomic particle in a cell in a moth
That doesn’t know its own reflection
But is so helplessly drawn
To tiny lights and mirrors
Just as I am to a song
In all my petty musings in all my unheard prayers
There’s only one thing I hope for next year
In all my petty musings in all my unheard prayers, there’s only one thing
Regardless of the fury or flow that roles through me
I hope you make it to 2017
Regardless of the fury or flow that roles through me
I hope you make it to 2017
( Ben Levin )
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