Shame from Muck by Dikembe

I was in tip-top shape
With a hole in my face
I had nothing to say
Still tried all day

If you could sleep in the smoke stacks
It might not sit the same
Cause if you’d breath in the smoke stacks
You’d find calm in the shame

We built a life in the trenches
Out of tables and benches
We pushed trash to our best friends
But we were good for it
In past lives, there were worse times
We tied ourselves to our favorite ship
And went down with it
I was in tip-top shape
A new hole in my face
So I filled it with faith and weird shit to say

If you could breath in the smoke stacks
It might not sit the same
Cause if you see through the smoke stacks
You’ll find calm in the shame

They say
You’d better play until the safety all makes way
They say
You’re better off keeping the animals at bay

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