Interference
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It never came to my attention that I had interfered,
Well at least not to any relevant degree that I had persevered,
Until perhaps, I do suppose it was to late,
When I filled in the holes I dug with the suit of spades,
Ill continue to pretend I care when youre offended,
And you can spare me the who, where and when we ended.
Isnt that why they call it over?
Ive got a bounty of 4-leaf clovers,
But I always feel short on luck,
Without a penny to drop in some lesser persons cup,
It makes us feel bigger, better, and oh so clean,
And we fake a real blush, at least we figure, or so it may seem.
Loose threads pulled from my shirt like a scab flaking,
I choose molten lead suitable for bathing,
Encasing my body in such gracious armor,
My girl worried bout the 5th degree burns and the smell of my sizzling flesh used to alarm her.
But I never interfered,
To my full potential,
If only I had persevered,
I couldve reached the 8th level.
I couldve saved the princess, the kingdom and all the peasants,
I wouldve been invited to the biggest party, been front page on the hometown newspaper and been showered with presents,
But I suppose my rescue operation may have been a little slow in its execution,
But try and find a more suitable substitution.
Im new to this whole game,
And though Ive been through more than my fair share of pain,
But with how well Ive been feeling lately,
Its hard to dwell on times I felt like hesitating,
So just cause I didnt save the day today,
In someway,
I failed to reach the conclusion of their delusions,
Just cause Im no ones hero,
In who I was destined to bebut Im curio.ous,
Why everyones so ferio.ous.
It makes lead suits worth the scalding,
To protect me from feeling like hiding,
Im here, and Im not about to leave,
Ive interfered once and Ill do it again and if I really believed,
Any dream I chase, Ill eventually catch,
Then lay my perseverance down and may in peace I rest.
Well at least not to any relevant degree that I had persevered,
Until perhaps, I do suppose it was to late,
When I filled in the holes I dug with the suit of spades,
Ill continue to pretend I care when youre offended,
And you can spare me the who, where and when we ended.
Isnt that why they call it over?
Ive got a bounty of 4-leaf clovers,
But I always feel short on luck,
Without a penny to drop in some lesser persons cup,
It makes us feel bigger, better, and oh so clean,
And we fake a real blush, at least we figure, or so it may seem.
Loose threads pulled from my shirt like a scab flaking,
I choose molten lead suitable for bathing,
Encasing my body in such gracious armor,
My girl worried bout the 5th degree burns and the smell of my sizzling flesh used to alarm her.
But I never interfered,
To my full potential,
If only I had persevered,
I couldve reached the 8th level.
I couldve saved the princess, the kingdom and all the peasants,
I wouldve been invited to the biggest party, been front page on the hometown newspaper and been showered with presents,
But I suppose my rescue operation may have been a little slow in its execution,
But try and find a more suitable substitution.
Im new to this whole game,
And though Ive been through more than my fair share of pain,
But with how well Ive been feeling lately,
Its hard to dwell on times I felt like hesitating,
So just cause I didnt save the day today,
In someway,
I failed to reach the conclusion of their delusions,
Just cause Im no ones hero,
In who I was destined to bebut Im curio.ous,
Why everyones so ferio.ous.
It makes lead suits worth the scalding,
To protect me from feeling like hiding,
Im here, and Im not about to leave,
Ive interfered once and Ill do it again and if I really believed,
Any dream I chase, Ill eventually catch,
Then lay my perseverance down and may in peace I rest.
