Fissionary - Overpass Lyrics

You lead me down to the city
Of overpassing wealth
With flying colors up above me
I was overwhelmed
White collar workers and committees
Rich men in perfect health
Like Jesus tempted in the desert
I could help myself
What are you running from?
You've got your whole life ahead
Look to the morning dove
Look to the future instead
The future in my head
In my head
In my head
In my head
You wrote me down into a fable
Sitting with artists fame
Byrne, Bonnette, Bellamy and Buzzo
No one knew my name
I tried to prove that I was able
No one believed my claim
Painfully humbled by my heroes
Character building shame
So I'll be steering clear
Of wives and kids and the bed
Things I will only near in my head
In my head
In my head
In my head
In my head
In my head
In my head
In my head