Moral Fibre

Warhol Campbell childhood Chiseled pistol, shoot; you should Monster movie, really scared Played a game of truth or dare Boat shoes, tallboy, snapback Best defense is a good attack Out with the boys feeling bare Bullies won't get outta your hair Naked feelings of my guilt Parallel to the home you built I can't live up to that dream The expectation I stay clean Don't forget my betrayal Deception was beyond the pale Covered up with pretty myth The lie you fell in love with Better not to think about it A lot of good that would do Dust in the wind, dusk inside Your deepest feelings felt so true I wrote a little song about Whether we had our whole life knit How our fingers twine together How are love got so lit The better it gets, the slower I show Every piece of moral fibre Examining every piece, I go I guess we couldn't get much higher No one comes to the same conclusion I made a side bet The moral is a clever illusion The rules left you soaking wet