Willard Lyrics - Will Wood

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Willard Lyrics - Will Wood

Willard Lyrics - Presenting Willard Lyrics Which Is Sung By Will Wood And Willard Lyrics Are Penned By Will Wood. Official Video Is Released On Official Channel "Will Wood Music" Official Channel.

Willard Song Credits

Song: Willard
Singer: Will Wood
Lyrics: Will Wood
Produced by: Will Wood
Album: In case I make It
Genre: Pop
Release Date: 29 July, 2022

Willard Lyrics

(Where Your Nightmares End...)

[Verse 1]

You know I couldn't hurt a fly, my friend
I'm not the type to step on ants
I've nearly cried for moths that die at porchlight lamps
More for the plights of mice than men

See, I myself have been stepped on so many times
It's started to feel like my place
I've failed to fit in into those nests that scrape the sky
Is there room for me in your cage?

Animals are people too, but these people are animals
Hunt in packs and act as though that proves we can't survive alone
And I guess we just evolved disgust for prevention of infection though

Shame was an invention made for prisons, pales, and pest control
Yeah, sure, thumbs are great and all--
But I just get bear necessities, hakuna matatas and c'est le vie's
Que sera sera's, what a crock. I mean
Big talk for a chimpanzee
You might seem behind bars, but friend, this cage is inside out

It's awful out here, Socrates

[Verse 2]
I've never understood what humans do and want
It's quite confusing to me to try to connect
Never learned how I should feel, instincts somehow stunted
Just seem haunted by my stupid urge to protect
Until frustration makes me wish my teeth were sharp as yours

Chew through their garage doors, these carnivores will no more use my heart
They'll call me crazy but their words all seem made-up to me
Maybe they just need more friendship like yours
Gather 'round Pandora's Skinner's Box, look through the one-way mirror

If you can see in shades of gray the colors are much clearer
Oh, my friend, you've got a friend in me. Let's go and make more enemies
Although my eyes face forward, climb up on my shoulder
Sure you'll see my point of view, I'd bring you with me

To the office in my pocket, but the world would put us down
Lock me up and toss the key
You might seem behind bars, but friend, this cage is inside out

It's dangerous out here, Socrates
It's lonely out here, Socrates

(...Willard Begins!)
(Tear 'em up!)
(No, Willard! Willard, no!)

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