Low - Death of a Salesman lyrics
[Low - Death of a Salesman lyrics]
And I threw down some chords
And some words I could sing without shame
And I soon had a song i played it around
For some friends but they all said the same
They said music's for fools
You should go back to school
The future is prisons and math
So I did what they said
Now my children are fed
'Cause they pay me to do what I'm asked
I forgot all my songs
The words now are wrong
And I burned my guitar in a rage
But the fire came to rest
In your white velvet breast
So somehow I just know that it's safe