Half Sandwich - I Farm

To see myself, my former self,

Is that me or is this me?

Fall away and slip right out like I don’t care

Or get back up Apologies seem not quite fair

Childish words and selfish thoughts

Take it all till I get caught

Is this gambit awaiting me?

In twenty years I’ll see or more

No solutions do I see

Save a slow road to maturity

Well I woke up feeling sorry for my own

Our elders, they have been right where I used to be Fall away and slip right out like I don’t care

I’ll get back up Apologies seem not quite fair

Childish words and selfish thoughts

I’ll take it all till I get caught