the Dealer

by American Standards

Noise Punk from Arizona.




Outside there are vultures
And Inside there is doubt 
Don’t ever let one ever guide your path
And don’t let your fire go out
Because when you find that something 
You’ve gotta hold it tight 
They smell the fear 
That keeps you here 
That keeps you up at night

Step outside, step outside 
Step outside in the light 
We saw the path that would lead us there 
Until things got so complicated 

The sweat that feeds the machine
And the tears that make you slip
Define the one you will become 
When hopes a sinking ship
Outside there are vultures
And Inside there is doubt 
We’re quick to blame
A god that failed
When the devil ain’t about 

Que Sera, Sera
Whatever will be will be
If it’s what I want
I’m gunna take it
The future is mine to seize

But my heart was not enough

And I swear that I’m always debating it
Am I living or waiting to die
And I laid on the table
Just staring up
The coroner said that I’m fine

Submitted on: November 14, 2022

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