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letra de the scarecrow's story - mr.stitch

so, i fall
and they laugh to tears
‘cuz i’m clumsy and i’m scrawny
so, i’m bad and they may tease ‘cuz they’re better
i don’t get it, why is all that matters?
why am i supposed to be called chicken ichabod?
why am i supposed to be as white as a ghost each time the teacher counts noses?
bro, please, don’t let them again
pick on me to start their day
right, like always, just wait for your tough friends to throw some more dirt on my self-images coffin
coughin’ ran back home, tears go on
dad, i’m so lonely, they’ve been poking fun at me all day long
tell my brother? but he’s so cold
he doesn’t want my soul to be recognized by anyone
yeah, i know, you’re busy, but you’re sober now at least
no, please, don’t talk it down»
mask on? really? jesus, feels like i wear an iron one while your first beloved son is the number one in our town
no, dad, please don’t leave me again, locked up in that creepy chapel
all these crows circling over my head, laughing in my face
i’m scared
at least thank god no b-tchy bats in the inferno
the world is so obscured, absurd and dreadfully nasty under this gas thing
why’s my old man sure that masking gonna help me address my problem
or he just don’t want to mess with my confined psyche
if only spend some time to fill my chest
with boldness, showed me how to be plucky
how to fight back them all, tell ‘em off
i might’ve been so, nope, he’s experimenting, screaming at me don’t be spooky, drugs be shooting in my b-tt, deluding me with all this gas treatment stuff from cowardness that i’m hung up on (am i obsessed?)
hang on, what if i was blessed by god
to bring into people’s life nightmare
dad thinks dread is a barrier and i guess existence is meaningless without hard breath, stress and avoiding death
i was blind, couldn’t see the way out of my dark night
but tonight gas helped my eyes
no one’s gonna test my rights again
xunzi or mengzi?
phony concepts
i was to love the whole world
they didn’t understand me
so, i’ve learned to hate only
and here’s the light, the right door out is found and opened
and the crows won’t mock me now
in fact, there’s one to pluck with my father
devoted all time to my brother
when i needed real support, not f-cking injections
so, i’m on my way to show him the result of his p-ssion
dressed to terrify by my imperfection
btw did i mention that i mind bludgeoning to death
the mess he’ll suffer thanks to his own meds is far better
and now i comprehend it, it’s kinda artwork to crow over man’s feelings
make him hope he dies, trembling, crying, praying for the anxiety to leave him
so sweet is this peculiar, exquisite scent of terror that i’m hearing
what are you surprised to see me?
why did i put on rags?
well, i’ll tell you, daddy
just let me show you the mask
you wanted me to wear so badly

- mr stitch

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