Call Out The Beast I beg your pardon but now it’s harder than ever before I climb up the walls I feel so inferior called an artist when art won’t stop this who burned every bridge and bounced all about but I always meant better I pull apart every piece and call out the beast It looms around it never roams too far from home I paid in dollars and credit powers It came and it went but now it’s all spent I thought that I’d be worth something I pull apart every piece and call out the beast It looms around it never roams too far from home And hope’s so hard to find when it gets in my mind and no, it won’t improve so tell me what’s the use if I’m gonna lose do and do and do.... hey ohh I tell the story it’s rather boring repeat in my head the things that I said how could I be so awkward I pull apart every piece and call out the beast It looms around it never roams too far from home I pull apart every piece and call out the beast It looms around it never roams too far from home