Lately I've had white wine with my coffee in the morning
I'll take that extension on my intervention
It's not my disaster the train hit the pasture
I know he's a pastor I thought he'd be faster
Hey
I'm not a composer I'm just getting older
The days they grow closer I've lost all composure
It's not that I lost her I'm just an imposter
Hey
Writing these words down my voices inside of me
Constantly arguing, don't think I'd call this free
All rise for Judge Michael, he claims a fair trial
It's not by a mile but you're in denial
I'm not a composer I'm just getting older
The days they grow closer I've lost all composure
It's not that I lost her I'm just an imposter
Hey
We meet on a Sunday they claim for security
My cuffs say I'm guilty muting my chance to plea
I hear applauding my incarceration
From your congregation God's fucked up creation
One, Two, Three
I'm not a composer I'm just getting older
The days they grow closer I've lost all composure
I didn't accost her I'm just an imposter
Hey