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from Divest by Steve Layman

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I’m the kind of guy
Who will try until he dies,
But then I’ll catch a flat or run out of gas
On my drive to the after-life.
Patrons, saints, sinners & auto mechanics
Pass me by,
As I struggle on the shoulder
Between the Devil and a man in white.

Who needs a savior when you finally feel the light?

I’m the kind of person
Always talking about a better future,
But every day I do the same thing
Every night I fall asleep in the same place.
Genius called that insanity
Most just call it maturity
Grow up, grow your hair out,
Start a career or crash your car.

Who needs a plan when failure’s never all that far?

I’m not a good man,
I’m just a Layman;
Stupid, simple & plain.

When moving forward feels like standing in place,
When there’s always something else to blame,
When the questions are always hard to phrase,
When the answers are almost always vague:
Why even move your feet at all?
Why stand up just to take the fall?
Why search for words inside your head
When your voice will never reach the passing cars?

I’m not a good man,
I’m just a Layman;
Stupid, simple & plain.
I’m not quite worthless,
I’m just a person;
Stupid, simple & plain.

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from Divest, released March 8, 2018

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Steve Layman Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

loner punk written by a lonely person.

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