10 Cents Philosophies

Another bad advice wrapped in cellophane
Slouched in a chair a sacrificial lamb
You’re busy choking out sentences of doubt
And did you lose it baby for ten cents philosophies
Don’t confuse me baby, don’t abuse my sympathy
You try a smile but it’s eating you
Your eyes so fake like a crack of blue
A bellyful of rage, your voice falls away
In transitory talk it’s such a messy day
And did you lose it baby for ten cents philosophies
Don’t confuse me baby, don’t abuse my sympathy