I woke up on the wrong side of the shed
I'd place the blame on myself even if I’m dead
I made amends with a theory that I put to rest
I spend it all everytime down to the last cent
I heard a voice in the woods with an accent
I had a choice and I chose to be absent

Untie the laces and the shoes stay on
In a shed world I could never do wrong
In between my mind is a theory so strong
To read between the lines I had to take my glasses off
Take a closer look and it’s not what you thought
Shoes made of sheepskin, I’d never wear a dog
I was at the precinct praying to the wall
I was at the party just wanting to be gone
Spend a lifetime tryna make time for it all
Don’t let me go to the boutique in the mall
I don’t wanna find out what you said about meeting me
Silver on my neck, cut my throat like a guillotine
I’m Italian and my outfit’s from Italy
You have never shed I do it so easily