Take the city back
I don't want it any more
The stones our fathers built on bad ideas
This fighting over mirrors
Has me talking to myself
And my conscience was a parking lot
But tell me man
Does your world end at your fingertips
Does your flag turn in the breeze
Does your heart beat for significance
Are you who you wanted to be
Leave the basket
I'm not finished with your clothes
You'd think the spiders would be rid of me by now
It's kinda silly
Counting pennies by the pound
When all I wanted was a photograph
But tell me man
Does your world end at your fingertips
Does your flag turn in the breeze
Does your heart beat for significance
Are you who you wanted to be
Unconditional conditional me
Jackson Fields - Unconditional Lyrics
Jackson Fields - Unconditional Lyrics
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Take the city back
I don't want it any more
The stones our fathers built on bad ideas
This fighting over mirrors
Has me talking to myself
And my conscience was a parking lot
But tell me man
Does your world end at your fingertips
Does your flag turn in the breeze
Does your heart beat for significance
Are you who you wanted to be
Leave the basket
I'm not finished with your clothes
You'd think the spiders would be rid of me by now
It's kinda silly
Counting pennies by the pound
When all I wanted was a photograph
But tell me man
Does your world end at your fingertips
Does your flag turn in the breeze
Does your heart beat for significance
Are you who you wanted to be
Unconditional conditional me
I don't want it any more
The stones our fathers built on bad ideas
This fighting over mirrors
Has me talking to myself
And my conscience was a parking lot
But tell me man
Does your world end at your fingertips
Does your flag turn in the breeze
Does your heart beat for significance
Are you who you wanted to be
Leave the basket
I'm not finished with your clothes
You'd think the spiders would be rid of me by now
It's kinda silly
Counting pennies by the pound
When all I wanted was a photograph
But tell me man
Does your world end at your fingertips
Does your flag turn in the breeze
Does your heart beat for significance
Are you who you wanted to be
Unconditional conditional me
Writer: Joshua Schultz
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