I'm picking out the staples
Can tell that I'm late I know
There's so many things to say - I'm jaded,
Head like a sinking stone so I guess I'll wait
I've taken servitude & ripped it like a rabid dog
Now where's your God?
How can we untie these knots? I guess I'll wait
Hey, I think I've found the antidote - just turn it up when I get low
I've bent the knee at tables
Like water on ducks I've flown
Of all of the things I say there's only one I feel in my bones
So I guess I'll wait
I've taken servitude & ripped it like a rabid dog
Now where's your God?
How can we untie these knots? I guess I'll wait
Hey, I think I've found the antidote - just turn it up when I get low
I'm not taking anybody where I'm going
Time to move on