The Under Dog (Radio Edit) - Tom Enzy

My father believed in the power and glory And my mother believed in you And I believe that the sun's gonna rise No matter the shape I'm in So I roll with a rolling thunder And I howl with the howling wind And I drift downstream for as long as it takes To get up and around the bend 'Cause I try so hard to make sense of it all And I'll be damned if I do it again Yeah I'll be damned if I do it again Probably there's someone greasing the road But it's straight down hill, oh no Yeah, right at me? Rain's gonna rain 'till Monday And the sun's gonna shine in May And in-between my nights of dream And I found some way to spend the day So I empty out all my pockets And throw everything away And I can believe that life's a breeze 'Till I'm under the wheels again 'Cause I tried so hard to make sense of it all And I'll be damned if I do it again Yeah I'll be damned if I do it again Probably there's someone greasing the road But it's straight down hill, oh no Yeah, right at me And probably that's someone greasing the wheel But it's straight down hill here Could you tell? I can tell that it's me Oh well I can tell by the way the wind fell That I'm under the wheels again And now I believe 'cause it happened to me Now I'm under the wheels again Oh well I can tell by the way the wind fell That I'm under the wheels again Yeah I'm under the wheels again See, now I'm under the wheels again Yeah I'm under the wheels again

We are the lost We are the sacred Baffled by the way she screams Shattered hearts and bursting seams Life is full of expectations never to be met Singing songs of thankfulness could never be enough Shifty eyes, the fakest grins, shall I do the honors? I turn my head thinking about this side of you Oh, for my sanity I really need a brake But I can't take the time away This need is way too great Will I let the world destroy me? We are the lost We are the sick We are the sacred We are the sacred We accept you For everything you are We accept you For everything you are We beat ourselves down And never think twice about judging or hating Well, isn't that nice? Cruel and filled with trials, a lifetime it seems They would turn around and spit in your face I'm lost and I feel sick, well that's just too bad I'd say it's time to talk but I'm just not ready You might feel sorry For a simple minded soul But what baby wants, baby gets We are the lost We are the sick We are the sacred We are the sacred We accept you For everything you are We accept you For everything you are I'll find a chair, stand and tell you how it is Reminders for the past demand, never let it go You fall short of being where you'd hope to be We are the lost We are the sick We are the sacred We are the sacred We are the lost We are the sacred We are the sick We are the sacred

Happy life with the machines Scattered around the room Look what they made, they made it for me Happy technology Outside, the lions roam feeding on remains We'll never leave, look at us now So in love with the way we are Here The world that the children made The world that the children made Every night, they rock us to sleep Digital family Is it real or is it a dream? Can you believe in machines? Outside, the beating sun Can you hear the screams? We'll never leave, look at us now So in love with the way we are Here The world that the children made The world that the children made Here The world that the children made Here The world that the children made Here The world that the children made Here The world that the children made Here, the world that the children made