Lyrics to Wisdom Of The World
The wisdom of the world came down to me
And once it did the world was not the same to me
And all my bad decision they were shaming me
I won't fight it, you were right to be blaming me
How could I know how far it would go?
I don’t believe I've ever trusted anyone
I used to put in effort now I hardly call
There's just another brother down on fentanyl
And if he’s happy working in some shopping mall
Who am I to ask him “why” to make him feel so small?
Of course I wonder what you do when you're under
The spell of every idiot around you
But how could I know you didn't come to the show
And didn't see me being praised as a genius
So now all you know is my meanness
Something there is coming between us
It's true I'm always looking for the time and place
I hate the thrill of the kill but I love the chase
Now I got a daughter and they call her mixed-race
But she don't show, and you won't know it to see her face
It’s hard to believe when you can see up my sleeve
I guess the magic doesn’t work out for everyone
The magic doesn't come down on everyone
Does anything work out for anyone?
I guess the whole thing’s about forgiveness
I guess the whole thing's about forgiveness
I guess the whole thing's about forgiveness
I guess the whole thing's about forgiveness
And once it did the world was not the same to me
And all my bad decision they were shaming me
I won't fight it, you were right to be blaming me
How could I know how far it would go?
I don’t believe I've ever trusted anyone
I used to put in effort now I hardly call
There's just another brother down on fentanyl
And if he’s happy working in some shopping mall
Who am I to ask him “why” to make him feel so small?
Of course I wonder what you do when you're under
The spell of every idiot around you
But how could I know you didn't come to the show
And didn't see me being praised as a genius
So now all you know is my meanness
Something there is coming between us
It's true I'm always looking for the time and place
I hate the thrill of the kill but I love the chase
Now I got a daughter and they call her mixed-race
But she don't show, and you won't know it to see her face
It’s hard to believe when you can see up my sleeve
I guess the magic doesn’t work out for everyone
The magic doesn't come down on everyone
Does anything work out for anyone?
I guess the whole thing’s about forgiveness
I guess the whole thing's about forgiveness
I guess the whole thing's about forgiveness
I guess the whole thing's about forgiveness