Calla

Surely it’s a waste of time
You hold me highly, I suppose it’s fine
I feel worthy 'cause I’ve gained your trust
I’ve done it for myself
I have eaten on a cold dead horse
I have wandered down a blind man's course
I have promised everything would be fine
I don’t say this to no one else
If I fail, if I rise, will you trail behind?
If I fail, if I rise, will you trail behind?
Got home pretty late last night
Where's that scratch from, did you get in a fight?
I have told you over, over again
You should stand up for yourself
Scared it was about your size
Look, don't worry, I can see it in your eyes
Strength In numbers is the chef fireman