Dedication to Desertion - Cursive

Sweating with confidence

They’re soiling our egos

And we’re locked at the hip

Don’t cut the too short

You’ve cut yourself off

I thought we agreed

No limb should be left

So severed and bleeding

What are you missing?

What are you missing?

A truth so disabling

Might blind my starving eyes

But weren’t we locked at the hip?

You’ve cut the cord so short

What are you missing?

What are you missing?

You’ve cut yourself off

I thought we agreed

But some doctrines of faith

Can be so misleading

So what are you missing?

What are you missing?