Still Life | Owenshire

I dig dirt I gather sticks by the bundle I move the earth And fashion this debris into some sort of a tunnel My best friend in the whole wide world is a shovel My best friend in the whole wide world is a shovel I am the worst of my generation I pulled the lever, now look what I’ve done. I am the waste of my generation I was on the level, now look what I’ve become My best friends I’m trying to reach the end of your rope But you’ve frayed the ends And so I am abandoning all sense of hope, now But my best friend in the whole wide world is a shovel I’m not waiting for you to come to my rescue My best friend in the whole wide world is a shovel I pulled the lever now look what I’ve done My best friend in the whole wide world is a shovel I want rebirth. I want regeneration My best friend in the whole wide world is a shovel I was on the level, now look what I’ve become My best friend in the whole wide world is a shovel I want rebirth. I want regeneration My best friend in the whole wide world is a shovel I pulled the lever now look what I’ve done My best friend in the whole wide world is a shovel I was on the level, now look what I’ve become But my best friend in the whole wide world is a shovel I’m not waiting for you to come to my rescue

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