Blisters

[Verse 1]

Look at all these blisters on my feet

All that misinformation don't mean that much to me

And if I had the chance to tell you how I really felt

I'd say it's up to me to play the cards that I was dealt

And I never start my work with the assumption

That somebody wants to help

[Verse 2]

Look at all these blisters on my feet

All those silly conversations don't mean that much to me

And if I had the chance to say the words that come to mind

I'd say that everybody here is perfectly designed

To walk along an empty road and pick up anything

That they can find

Yeah you can't deny it

[Interlude]

[Verse 3]

Look at all these blisters on my feet

All that misinformation doesn't mean that much to me

And if you took a moment just to let me have the floor

I'd say that all my fear and shame have fallen out the door

And searching for acceptance or permission isn't worth it anymore

Now I'm finished