Wondertour

You've already made
Too many mistakes
To ever amount
To anything great
You're not allowed
To dream out loud
You're far too young
To even count
You're much to poor
Without any doubt
And you haven't done
Nearly enough
To deserve any grace
Or anyone's love

God, speak true
To the lies we've believed
Instead of you

You're in the wrong city
For that line of work
And you'll never make it
Unless you're a jerk
Live for yourself
And store up more wealth
We've traded in dreams
And youthful ideals
For less noble things
Of paying the bills
And trying our best
To look like the rest
While hiding our fears
By the way we all dress

God, speak true
To the paychecks
We have trusted
Instead of you