Don't Call Me Ishmael - Big Dumb Mess

When the whole thing got started
We'd never had it so good
I would've taken bullets for you
If I could

Then the problems all started
They all rolled downhill
I thought you would save me
Thought you would sugar the pill

I'm a big dumb mess
Of uncertainty and stress
Just trying to perceiver
I'm a big dumb mess
Of anxiety and stress
Just trying to perceiver

I thought you would save me
But you didn't bother
I found out the hard way
I was cannon fodder

Written by:
Gary Wilcox, Jack Tasker

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