POWDERFINGER - Walking Stick lyrics

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Spoon fed from a dirty plate<br>A diet designed only to agitate<br>A veil of pride and gospel truth<br>To cover the hidden fist that he used<br><br>And I won't say a word<br>You've sewn me in my skin<br>Hypocrite walking stick man<br>Silent grave<br><br>And the sunken heel kinda slows me down<br><br>Dogs and children lift their legs<br>To tattoo a teenage mothers breasts<br>Widows of precocious days<br>Wear slogans resurrected late<br>Parables for wooden ears<br>Steer vehicles of wisdom<br><br>All the wisdom<br><br>And I won't say a word<br>You've sewn me in my skin<br>Hypocrite walking stick man<br>Silent grave<br><br>And the sunken heel kinda lights my way<br><br>And I won't say a word<br>You've sewn me in my skin<br>Hypocrite walking stick man<br>Silent grave