Letra de And So I Was Thinking de Travail

Even though my struggles you just don't know 'em
Your judgementalism tilling me who I am
I'm sorry my friend I'm only just a man
I could be fake and force you through a door
I could be face and be a corporate whore
Or I could be real and make you think twice about
What it means to follow Jesus Christ
I'm still trying to figure you out
Sometimes you don't carry a lot of clout
But then you show me your true self
And see how pitiful I am