Landon Rogers
Landon Rogers - On The Fence lyrics
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I was born to this disaster Just to pacify my father Aristotle, slave and master I'm the clay and I'm the potter I used to know a kid who wore his heart on his sleeve and he would've gave his life to make another believe but the world ate him up and it don't wanna spit him out so the only question's whether his faith is stronger than his doubt Well I'm a man of great discretion make so many good impressions under false pretense I'm still on the fence I use all of the right expressions in their proper tense still it makes no sense why, why I'm, I'm going down I'm going down I ask all the wrong and right questions I use all of the right expressions in their proper tense still it makes no sense I'm a man of no discretion make so many bad impressions and there's no suspense I fell off the fence So let me go and just let me be I, I need to breathe