Picture Of A Man
DAWES · We're All Gonna Die 2016 · Track 04 of 10
Written by Jason Boesel, Taylor Goldsmith
In the depths of dizziness I picked a fight with myself like a real roughneck Screaming, "You don't know who you're dealing with." I threw a hell of a punch but I couldn't connect
At the edge of a silhouette I caught a glimpse of a face I will never forget Speaking future words of an idiot I understood them at once but didn't know what I meant
Be still or break everything in half Find free will in a drawing of a bath Kill what you want or save everything you can Be still. You're the picture of a man
Oh, man, can you picture it? Picture of a man Oh, man, can you picture it?
In the heat of an argument I got tricked into saying that I knew how I felt As if you give something a value just by naming it I'd be a hell of a vendor if I knew who I'd sell
And at the end of everything relevant I slowly emptied my lungs and watched the light sunset Burning everything natural and negative I inhaled it all and didn't know where I went
Be still or break everything in half Find free will in a drawing of a bath Kill what you want, or save everything you can Be still. You're the picture of a man You're the picture of a man You're the picture of a man
Oh, man, can you picture it? Picture of a man Oh, man, can you picture it? Picture of a man