Strings Of Atlas - Wicked Little Things lyrics

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Smile at the daddy who slaps you around SMile for the mama that's puttin you down Laughing with the people that are laughing at me If I wasn't here, where would I be Marching in a line but I can't take an order I got a lot of time but I ain't getting younger Just a bum, ain't got a due to my name Picking that guitar and ain't got nothin to say I'm trying not ot let it get under my skin But it always seems to find it's way in Put your best foot forward and you're bound to succeed Had to find out that ain't all that you need Somebody's probably gonna steal this word Then someone else maybe's gonna steal this verse Somebody hates ya and they're bound to talk Don't worry bout it cause these cowards don't walk But even a man's gotta draw the line I think this song right here is mine Ya work work work and ya get no where You can't sleep at night but your head don't care 20 years of your best then you're thrown to the wind As quick as it hit you was as quick as the end Your stomach goes and turns, tying in knots When you realize what you do and don't got But grab what you're worth and to hell with the rest Remember this is all just a test I wanna sleep all day, I'm wise awake at night I'm lookin in the mirror and can hear someone cry I think I need a drink, I know that I don't I'm stuck in a haze but it ain't from the smoke Used to call 'em friend, now I can't recognize him Who knew he was so weak, addiction paralyzed him It seems that we two are never again to walk I lost my brother to the world we mocked (Thanks to Monica for these lyrics)