Nothing but a mudpie
wrapped up inside with a pretty bow
Nothing but a castle built
on top a swamp of quicksand
and inside these cardboard walls
and saran wrapped windows
theres a rusty pot of fool's gold
that you got with your life
you thought you'd (take a bad path on)? loyalty
you thought you taught yourself to walk like royalty
until the day you became his prey
as you tripped over your red carpet
you wash your hair in melaleuca oil
then you wrap your head up with tin foil
and prance around in your bathrobe
pretending you're a king
Chorus: just spinning home
sinking faster now
well you can follow your rainbows "1p111021m1623225kpp1l
and I will follow the Son now
wherever he goes
it's not to far to run
so I will follow the Son
follow the Son
Nothing but a calendar hanging on your wall
that's 23 years old
Nothing but a for sale sign
on a house that's already sold
trying to chew through
that chocolate covered barbed wire
'cause there's a mountain
of beautiful filth
waiting for you on the other side
Chorus
Clever lines end up rusty and forgotten
brilliant minds end up with Alzheimer's
what I thought was so deep ended up so hollow
and what I thought had meaning ended up so shallow
well you can follow your rainbows "1p111021m1623225kpp1l
and I will follow the Son now
wherever he goes
it's not to far to run
so I will follow the Son
follow the Son
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