You may not throw
Tomatoes up at me
You may not make me feel
So inferior
I'm no jester
I will not be made a fool
Now pray to your god
That this fire will not
Engulf your house
Your soul

Take me, break me
Turn me into anything you want
I'm your molding clay
I can't account for minds
That are taking up space
Because I'm one of them

I've been trying and trying and trying
But I can't do it anymore
I've been trying

I'm doubtful, I'm dumb
I'm just a spec on the spectrum
Let go of your dreams and goals
Come on kid, be rational 'cause
I'd be careful of what condescending
Thoughts you throw at me
Realize we're existential beings

I've been trying and trying and trying
But I can't do it anymore
I've been trying

You may not throw
Tomatoes up at me
You may not make me feel
So inferior


Lyrics submitted by bananahero

Tomato Feet song meanings
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