Текст песни Bury Me a Lion - 'Be Your Own Bomb'

No soulful self-direction
Always an earful of the worst advice
Deflect the blame for crude decision-making
And mindlessly I fall

For the oldest trick in the book

The sharpest rocks beneath the cliff
I've not the means to call it quits
All lies about the joy of trust
Supposed to lift, instead it shoves me off

A dearth of medication
"I told you so", "Just hear me out"
Prime fodder for a million conversations
But too weak to stand and make the call

You were always the weakest one in the pack

The indecision forms a rift
A cycle to which I commit
All lies about the joy of trust
Supposed to lift, instead it shoves me off

It shoves me off
Tired of this con
Too hot to calm
Be your own bomb
credits
from Year of the Lion, released 22 April 2012
© 2012 Bury Me a Lion. Music by Sam Einhorn. Lyrics by Jarett Gilbert.