Prefer To Crawl

He always winds up wrong
'Cause he always sings the song of failure for no reason
In the face of compromise
He always testifies that he knows he's not able
He says...

I know how to run but I prefer to crawl
And I'll get there someday
Inspiration's on its knees, killing possibilities
Of what might have been

Again and again and again
He wants to bite the hand that reached out to give him meaning
But in the mirror of distrust
He's always felt he must reflect that loser he's seeing
Oh no...

I know how to run but I prefer to crawl
And I'll get there someday
Inspiration's on its knees, killing possibilities
Of what might have been

And to my Father
What does it take to move you
What guilty pleasures hold you down
Oh hear me brother
What could I do to lift you
What could I say to help you out
But I know I can't and I know you're a bitter man
I'm watching you burn on out

I know how to run but I prefer to crawl
And I'll get there someday
Inspiration's on its knees, killing possibilities
Of what might have been