Returning to the Fetal Position

(Nutra Stick Productions, 1999)

Civil War

 

So you can feel it in the blowtorch And feel it in your mind That nothing's ever sacred And nothing's left behind So you keep trying to write a paper about the Civil War But you want to write a paper that ain't been writ before So you keep speaking out of yourself And staring in the mist But nothing's ever sacred And nothing comes of it So you're still trying to get out of things, you don't know what to do And on close examination the cause of it is you So you keep on lying to yourself And trying to forget That nothing's ever sacred And why you're so upset So you finished writing your paper about the Civil War But you did not write a paper that h'ain't been writ before So you've again spoke out of yourself Staring into the mist Since nothing's ever sacred And nothing came of it So I will still be 'round here next week, I guess forever more Because nothing's ever finished, not even civil war words and music 1999 Jeremy Mathews

 

 

 

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