The Man

I found the little things
I see little ways you'll fade away
I know there's something there
I know you thought about me yesterday
That's okay
You hang around me too much, you're feeling guilty that you know, that it won't stay
It's okay
Forget about me anyways

You would make me into your God
Just to scare away the pain
You know you can could read about me
Cause you were writing every page
Every word is a commandment
Every friend turns to a slave
Cause you think that I'm The Man
You can't see that we're the same

Every lady is yours
On any breast, you'd stake a claim
For your country or messiah
Either way, it feels the same
Every heart is like a nation
Every war is right as rain
Cause you think that I'm The Man
You can't see that we're the same

Flesh and Blood
Flesh and Blood
You have got the power

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