There Used to Be a Marching Band In My Legs, Now There’s Only Broken Drumsticks at Your Feet

Latin For Truth - Rock
There Used to Be a Marching Band In My Legs, Now There’s Only Broken Drumsticks at Your Feet
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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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Credits
- Writers
- Charles Hastings