There Used To Be A Marching Band In My Legs Lyrics

I compared myself to guilded lilies, reflections in a urinal
Lately I sympathize and pen fast verses for their lives
In school you looked regal with your nose so far north
In four years, we became the same
There used to be a marching band in your legs,
Now there's broken drum sticks at your feet
Two sick birds, one small worm, where did we divide
I'm a witness to the line
Like a stain on the shore where the level was
I'm marked by the cast of sewage
I blame me
For my short sight
We could've changed
But it's easier to stare

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