Every morning I'm trying to be clean
There in the mirror I'm quarantined
I think I'm clever, think I'm classless and free
Got no use for the peasantry
All I bought and all I paid
For all this junk that no one made
Is that your phone? It's no problem I can wait
The tales been told anyway
All I gained was nothing after all
For all I ate, I was just feeling full
Fear compounds until I'm timid as a dove
Habit of withdraw dyed in the wool
Go on in comfort, go on in belief
Go on and take all the palliatives you need
I've got to shake this shadow over me
Confused the darkness for safety
Now every morning I'm trying to be clean
There in the mirror I'm quarantined
Think I'm clever, think I'm classless and free
But I still belong to the peasantry
Mattock - Dove Lyrics
Mattock - Dove Lyrics
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Every morning I'm trying to be clean
There in the mirror I'm quarantined
I think I'm clever, think I'm classless and free
Got no use for the peasantry
All I bought and all I paid
For all this junk that no one made
Is that your phone? It's no problem I can wait
The tales been told anyway
All I gained was nothing after all
For all I ate, I was just feeling full
Fear compounds until I'm timid as a dove
Habit of withdraw dyed in the wool
Go on in comfort, go on in belief
Go on and take all the palliatives you need
I've got to shake this shadow over me
Confused the darkness for safety
Now every morning I'm trying to be clean
There in the mirror I'm quarantined
Think I'm clever, think I'm classless and free
But I still belong to the peasantry
There in the mirror I'm quarantined
I think I'm clever, think I'm classless and free
Got no use for the peasantry
All I bought and all I paid
For all this junk that no one made
Is that your phone? It's no problem I can wait
The tales been told anyway
All I gained was nothing after all
For all I ate, I was just feeling full
Fear compounds until I'm timid as a dove
Habit of withdraw dyed in the wool
Go on in comfort, go on in belief
Go on and take all the palliatives you need
I've got to shake this shadow over me
Confused the darkness for safety
Now every morning I'm trying to be clean
There in the mirror I'm quarantined
Think I'm clever, think I'm classless and free
But I still belong to the peasantry
Writer: Casey Brandt
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