Текст песни The Leopard - We Cut Corners

I am the flock
With the absentee shepherd
She showed me her spots
She said I am the leopard
I am the leopard

She's ripping my clothes
I don't understand her
She mates like a lion
I'm more of a panda
More of a bystander

Down there is a fraction of a fragment of a dream
I'll take my chances plugging up my life support machine

I trade blows with whistleblowers
Grow to hate the great outdoors
And lock myself away until it's feeding time again
I've run low on funds
It's a fiscal disaster
I stuck to my guns
I stuck like a plaster
I stuck like a plaster

But she's licking my face
I don't want her to do it
I give her a sign
But she'd just misconstrue it
Yeah, she'd see right on through it

Down there is the prospect of a life upon the shelf
So I'm sending out a pixelated version of myself

Fuck the term waste divers and fakers
Are there any other takers
Who could possibly deliver me from this mediocrity?

Count your blessings
Not your chickens
The hairline thins while the plotline thickens
The only way of knowing approximately where you're going
Is to close your eyes and see

I am the flock
With the absentee shepherd
She showed me her spots
She said I am the leopard
I am the leopard
I am the leopard
I am the leopard
I am the leopard