Watch me walk
Right outta this hell
And into something meaner
They say I'm all talk
But I wish em well
And the grass is always greener
Their words like pitchforks
They can speak but can't tell
The gods are waiting, Zeus and Athena
So watch me walk
And cast that spell
To whisk me away to a world so much sweeter
Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 7:25 AM UTC
Watch me walk
Right outta this hell
And into something meaner
They say I'm all talk
But I wish em well
And the grass is always greener
Their words like pitchforks
They can speak but can't tell
The gods are waiting, Zeus and Athena
So watch me walk
And cast that spell
To whisk me away to a world so much sweeter
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