Conquering Man Songtext
von Driftwood

You need a victim
Someone to teach
Or maybe it′s a matter of getting more sleep

You put me on the front line
Treat me like a back line
I'm getting tired and it′s getting harder to breath

But we can blame it on the
Tennessee wildfire smoke in the air
November doesn't usually feel like this

It's about a time, that′s about right
I′ve been a sinner all of my life
I got a bad view of the world
Maybe it's by the way you′re shaking my hand
But you're just a man, a conquering man
And these are just words to write a song
Because you don′t ask me how I feel
You don't even look at me


I′m all alone
Born in a war
I hear my Daddy saying be your own girl
Cut from a rib
Made into a waitress
The tide is high but you won't see me run

But we can blame it on
Election Day pushing down the coast
The road, the radio, too much smoke

It's about a time, that′s about right
I′ve been a sinner all of my life
I got a bad view of the world
Maybe it's by the way you′re shaking my hand
But you're just a man, a conquering man
And these are just words to write a song
Because you don′t ask me how I feel
You don't even look at me

Maybe it′s the tone I take talking to you
I guess I come off sounding awful cruel


It's about a time, that's about right
I′ve been a sinner all of my life
I got a bad view of the world
Maybe it′s by the way you're shaking my hand
But you′re just a man, a conquering man
And these are just words to write a song
Because you don't ask me how I feel
You don′t even look at me
Oh no, you don't even look at me