Serpentskirt

It’s hard to judge, I get used to it A living, sole survivor Thought I’d be more sensitive A living, sole survivor Had to find a job Had to find a job Those could be my clothes What you have always been You were an outlaw suddenly Once I find a job Once I find a job Thought I’d found a seat to preach Moving, less surviving Product in a media court Moving, less surviving Had to find a job Once I find a job I should arrive there Where you have always been You were an outlaw suddenly Once I find a job Once I find a job Had to find a job Once I find a job Those could be my clothes What you have always been You were an outlaw suddenly Once you find a job You never earn enough And you’re speaking your heart You saw the laddie Call a memory Don’t accept them for beauty You didn’t matter He’s just a laddie Call a memory Don’t accept them for beauty You shook so hard You saw the laddie Call a memory Don’t accept them for beauty You, who to call You saw the laddie Part of him was living proof A living, sole survivor Thought I’d be more sensitive A living, sole survivor Such a great fuss Living for Living for A something A job