I’m no sinner,
I’m just bitter,
of the way things went.
I’m no better,
than the winner,
who owns the government.
I can see,
why we can be,
pave the golden road.
I can live,
to see the end,
even though its that I loathe.
If I change my actions.
If I see tomorrow.
If I get some sleep.
I will lift your head.
I will, fix the end.
I just filter,
all of the little,
things that make you woe.
I just stand,
on the palm of your hand,
waiting for you to go.
I can’t wait,
till we debate,
until were blue or dead.
I just wish,
we catch this drift,
before your face turns red.
If we move today.
If I face the curve.
If I get some sleep.
I will lift your head.
I will fix the end.
I will be the man.
I will lift your head.
