Master Of None 1 Lyrics

You always go to the parties
to pluck the feathers off all the birds
On your knees
I will not let you be

I want your picture but not yours
You know they want it, but there's no thirst
On your own
You can not call it your own

We always run our heads too much
We know the reasons but such and such
On your own
You will not let your unknown

We run our fingers together
You know it's easy, the devil's plan
On your own
You cannot call me your own

Jack of all trades
Master of none
I cry all the time
because I'm not having fun

You always want to be forgiven
The devil does what you ask of him
On your knees
You cannot
You will not agree