Lyrics The Benefits of Failure - Gifts from Enola

The Benefits of Failure

Lost to flood, lost to harvest
You were never meant to last
Just to think you will
For long enough, to grow into
Something someone else might want
(a viable commodity that sells)
But not every lab rat gets cured
Don’t say (don't say)
I didn’t warn you
We can see
Right through
See right through what you wear
Another sheep in wolves clothes
(and theres always a next one)
You’re always (shining)
One limp wrist away (wrapped in plastic)
But he wouldn’t (brand new)
Of course not
There’s no function
To your fashion
You’re all posture
With no passion
One limp wrist away from the lions