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Five cents and a quill
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I drink right here, today.
Looking for an escape.
Praying for someone to notice me.
Crying like the scorn figure on the mantelpiece.
Scared to be somebody,
before a judge and jury,
scared to kill somebody,
although I've killed someone.
That person stands in statues,
modeled in disarray,
a figurine of a dream,
unprepared.
So when it happens for him,
and in the end it will,
he'll live like he is worth,
five cents and a quill.
Looking for an escape.
Praying for someone to notice me.
Crying like the scorn figure on the mantelpiece.
Scared to be somebody,
before a judge and jury,
scared to kill somebody,
although I've killed someone.
That person stands in statues,
modeled in disarray,
a figurine of a dream,
unprepared.
So when it happens for him,
and in the end it will,
he'll live like he is worth,
five cents and a quill.