Leave me on the ground to swallow this sand
Left out in the sun too deep to comprehend.
Transfer your blood to my pulsing veins
I knew that you would have came

To see this pitiful shadow of a thought
Or perhaps a dream that I once sought
Feathers hurt when thrown hard
Ducked down to search among the cards

Can't find the matching piece
Trampled for another lease
Father what have we done?
How many fake songs have we sung?

Monopoly money you placed in the bank
Reaching for another oxygen tank
Filled up and ready to go
This is this path that you chose
Make the most of this life
Trying to dodge this strife