Seven Mary Three - Lame Lyrics
Theres a tall, a mulatto, boy I knowAnd he comes to every party -- he stands aloneViewing them the rest, from the corner of his glanceIt gets so clear, hes not judging anyoneThe way his arms float around his cage, hes cagedCanary sings, silently rings, his voice to rageThe way they stop and stare, the way they turn their headsIts enough to make him want to run awayBut he stays he stands his groundAnd Im so lameThe way I condescend without ever knowing his nameHe keeps it in a box, hangs it from his earLooks at everyone without the slightest fearIts making me so ashamedSlender body, slip through his glanceI dont give him a single chanceThe way hes rocking back and forthMakes a buzzing in my earConstantly reminding me that I never stop to hearHim say hello, helloAnd Im so lameLike a moth bumping off his godless flameI cannot condescend or even apprehend, what comes over meWhen I see his shameless faceSo rage, please rage, against meBeat me down, beat me down, forgive meFor what Ive done, Im so lame, Im so lame, Im so lameSo lame, so lame, so lame
