Picture of a Man (Live from An Evening With Dawes)

In the depths of dizziness I picked a fight with myself like a real roughneck
Screaming "You don't know who you're dealing with" I threw a hell of a punch but I couldn't connect
At the edge of a silhouette I caught a glimpse of a face I will never forget
Speaking future words of an idiot I understood them at once but didn't know what I meant

Be still or break everything in half
Find free will in the drawing of a bath
Kill what you want, or save everything you can
Be still, you're the picture of a man

(Oh man can you picturе it, picture of a man)
(Oh man can you picture it)

In the hеat of an argument I got tricked into saying that I knew how I felt
As if you give something a value just by naming it I'd be a hell of a vendor if I knew what I'd sell
And at the end of everything relevant I slowly emptied my lungs and watched the light sunset
Burning everything natural and decadent I inhaled it all and didn't know where I went

Be still or break everything in half
Find free will in the drawing of a bath
Kill what you want, or save everything you can
Be still, you're the picture of a man
You're the picture of a man
You're the picture of a man

(Oh man can you picture it, picture of a man)
(Oh man can you picture it, picture of a man)