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Walking Stick - Powderfinger
Spoon fed from a dirty plate

A diet designed only to agitate

A veil of pride and gospel truth

To cover the hidden fist that he used

And i won't say a word

You've sewn me in my skin

Hypocrite walking stick man

Silent grave

And the sunken heel kinda slows me down

Dogs and children lift their legs
To tattoo a teenage mother's breasts

Widows of precocious days

Wear slogans resurrected late

Parables for wooden ears

Steer vehicles of wisdom

All the wisdom

And i won't say a word

You've sewn me in my skin

Hypocrite walking stick man
Silent grave

And the sunken heel kinda lights my way

And i won't say a word

You've sewn me in my skin

Hypocrite walking stick man
Silent grave