Frank Gehry

I'm no heathen, got my Jesus, but
I've been struggling for days
Days, I mean a year or longer
And all my demons, yeah, they're all sleeping
'Cause I keep getting in the way
We do the same job, but I'm working harder

Comparison'll break your soul
Will tear your sail and sink your boat
Can y'all hear me?
Comparison is the thief of joy
Yet I built my home in the shadow of a Frank Gehry

Profoundly haunting to live by wanting
I've been starving now for days
My plate is full, but I just ain't eating
And I'll be honest, I know all this
I've been the preacher in the choir
I still don't hear me, but I'm steady speaking

Comparison'll break your soul
Will tear your sail and sink your boat
Can y'all hear me?
And I know
Comparison is the thief of joy
Yet I built my home in the shadow of a Frank Gehry

Damn the voices in my head
They beg for more while being fed
Damn my eyes and hunger for
But arms can't keep a belly, oh

Comparison'll break your soul
Will tear your sail and sink your boat
Can y'all hear me?
And I know
Comparison is the thief of joy
Yet I built my home in the shadow of a Frank Gehry