Lord of Protecting

Duration

2:58

Genres

Singer/Songwriter (Male)

Lyrics

The board of directors can’t tell me what to do The board of directors can’t direct anything They’re too bored of directing And I’m lord of protecting My stomach can’t hold you in, you’re too acidic Freezing city wind inside my ravaged lungs I am my number one critic I am my number two critic Crack me open because there are a lot of fortunes inside Deep in the forests of agony there is a primitive tribe They celebrate pain on my birthday and on Christmas I don’t know, but I also do I don’t know, but I think an awful lot Set me up and knock me down Emotional dominoes isn’t as fun to play Squarely rooted in abysmal knowledge of yourself, You are your own mystery The board of directors can’t tell me what to do The board of directors can’t direct anything They’re too bored of directing And I’m lord of protecting