i'm like a small wooden soldier - justin demers lyrics
sometimes i think i’m like a tiny wooden soldier
i can only move one leg at a time
and there’s a big chip out of my shoulder
and you can’t get me wet
but you could ruin my day with a box of crayolas
and no one in short sands wash their hands
and their pants are way too baggy
hey be mean to me
cause pain’s not quite philanthropy
but it gets me off in the hottest kind of way
do you think people forget what the sky looks like
when they go years without looking up
it’s the same sky i used to look at in high school
but it sure feels different
i think when i die i’ll hear piano
cause my mom would play the radio in my room
and there’s a lot to unpack there
but these verses are not my therapist
they’re way nicer than that
hey be nice to yourself like the s*d*st that you are
yeah the demon king is a total scrub
but he’s got all the p*rn that you’re looking for
hey be mean to me
cause laughing’s fun when it’s at me
and it gets me off in a powerful sort of way
if i knew why being a kid was such a long trip
then walking around on mushrooms
wouldn’t be just scary as sh*t
i completely forgot i used to sketch football players
all the time, all the time
and i would say all asians are the same
cause that’s the joke for every day
so maybe things were wrong
yeah things were super really wrong
but things were wrong
for loving me and loving trees
and loving all three friends growing up on my street
as me and things were wrong yeah
things were super really wrong
for loving me and loving trees
and loving no one desperately
i think when i die i’ll hear piano
and that’s at least a gentle thought
and hours were never ours before our hours
turned into weeks of being
stuck in a riptide
lying on your side
but morning breath can’t stop us
and i think when i die i will hear piano
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