Shep the shepherd - EYe kNOW

Been doing a lot of thinking lately
Past present future, mistakes?
I make em, they made me
I’m just thankfull that, Jesus.. takes.. em
Because you know what?
I get to a place, I.. can't.. take.. them
Now listen up to how it rips me apart
To the point my scars bleed scaaarrs
Like someone grabbed the keys hopped in a car
And drove it straight through my heeeaarrt
Split in two I’m the He* the others the *Art

It’s my muse, that’s my fuse
Feel the heat?
Just a thought
I get knocked down, hit the cement
Life is haarrd
But you know what makes it harder
I can’t be first, I’m a father
Maybe Dad made me take it farther
Let’s slow it down, pause for a minute
How do you like your bacon?
Soft or crispy?
Are you still with me?
Chorus

Pour me some coffee, pass a cookie
Same subject, we’re still cooking
You might just say I like it soouutheerrn
I love my biscuits gravy cooveerred
Tisk tisk, they say no way
Hop in a ship, I sail away
Seylavee, I stay a slave
Pass the cliffs as I ride
Wave to a Mer* to clean up the mess
I have made (*maid)
Shep the shep*
Have you heard (*herd) aboouut.. me
Seems to be a lot of talk aboouut.. me..
About face, saving grace, make it stop
Remember the taste, just a thought. 
M.R.E.,
Tryin’ to survive on memooriees
Ever feel like your just floatin’ along?
I get in dream within a song
Pour me a glass, I’ll surly slip
Every time you offer it
Maybe I can,
ball it up, crawl inside, all of it
Like a fish bowl
I’m amusement 
for the people that are clueless
They point in laugh, they… don’t… know
At any moment they could feel my wrath
Usual destruction of my aftermath
When I don’t get what I want
Used to be Superman, mind state
Flying to save Lois Lane
But they asked what would you do for a Klondike bar?
They looked suprised when I ate Kryptonite like a candy bar
Broken teeth, broken views, everyone so critical
Especially the ones that hurt the most
Translate, I don’t love you
Moms/Dads our tounges hurtfull
It was Lex I felt the rueger
Took it farther than the rest
Only to proove that I am very diff-er-ent
Chorus

I’m just me….. I can't be anyone else
God made me in his image…
Most of those around me dont know I
Or they don’t know
That I dreamed of being a pilot someday
When I was a little boy…
Somewhere along the race I dropped the baton…
And lost myself
Good news tho…
Babies are born everyday…
New opportunites
What a beautiful thing…

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