Trevor Sensor - I's Hads Me Revelations

Well I came upon an empty room
To your Chamber Maid to fetch my broom
And in Arabic she said something to me
That I couldn't understand

On the telephone is a religious man
Who's good to hear but hard to stand
I sang to him about my college debt
And how I'm tired

You never spoke to him 'bout the power of truth
But you rang his neck with your raven eyes
By the Word of God I swore I tore at your roots
But it turns out it was just a party of lies

On a stump of gold I've wept my tears
Cause nothing's worked after all these years
The lesson here, is to take your shot
And then eat the bullet from the gun

You never compromise with the sins of your pride
It's easier to watch the jokers laugh
I try to tell in hopes that you'll realize
How you just wasted all your precious time

It's not like Salinger to show his face
After all, Holden's dead
A broken finger may clear your name
But the News Anchor already said what he said

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Trevor Sensor

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