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Chip on My Shoulder - The Weather Station/Tamara Lindeman
You can have anything you could ever be wanting
The country will give you your fill
I took their advice and I did what they told me
Taking my turn as the shill
Oh this chip on my shoulder I know it so well
Sure as the backs of my hands
And I try to be gracious
As ever I can
As gentle and kind as I can stand
Oh all of them loved me
Because I was empty
And they saw in me something they could feed
Cause we're all overflowing
Recklessly growing and the power comes from the need
But for this chip on my shoulder
I could have enjoyed their slippery honeyed embrace
With gifts I would be showered if I don't disappoint
But I couldn't keep to my place
Oh I spoke to my sisters and the child of a friend
But no promises could I keep
Stay always emboldened and don't reach for that crown
But it's a want that goes down so deep
I guess that I could have had anything
But I didn't want nothing in the end that wasn't tied down
And I don't think that it matters to me so much
As them and I'll tell not a soul what I found
