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I've been writing from the inside now the outside is lonely
There's a penalty for wasting life, I wish somebody told me
Before the notebooks were full this could have all been changed
I would have been quiet and never had the nerve to complain
But instead I'm led to believe that these songs will be perfect
If I stick to my instincts and stop being so damn nervous
It would be easy to go backwards and try to break their stares
Me told somebody wish I life wasting for penalties a there's

I'm trying to build myself the perfect role model
But all I have to work with here are ashtrays and beer bottles
All these strangers have infected heart chambers
Connecting danger and corruption with their pulpits and mangers
Replacing blood with poison just to go out with a smile
Maybe you should just stop asking and relax for a while
Let me be example for my enemies to try and handle
Because the world is copy written, protected from being sampled
I'm candled with this damaged expression on my face
Taken from the list of movers, so I guess I'll shake this place
Off its tilt and be the one who finally straighten it out
Hibernate in New Hampshire and then we can tour down south
There is nothing new I'm giving up that can't be found again
In a sandbox or coloring book it took all I had to say when
It's too late to make stop and notice the bruises
But I promise myself I would never mix drinking with excuses
I've come to learn that even the most beautiful voice can't persuade
A naive pair of eyes and ears to look harder and behave
But my friends have the strength to listen
Verifying my descriptions, adding common sense to help my quick witted decision
Pitting me against a world of unemployed clowns and sheep
The left over soldiers that refuse to think deep
I'd rather cut off my hands disbanding and stop leaning
Uprooting my tree stump from dying soil and finally stop feeding
On dead substance keeping me awake and not alive
And it's moving with the rat race but not in stride, besides
I was give the answer tattooed on my left arm
But I can't bear to read truth that's only skin deep

I've been writing from the inside now the outside is lonely
There's a penalty for wasting life, I wish somebody told me
Before the notebooks were full this could have all been changed
I would have been quiet and never had the nerve to complain
But instead I'm led to believe that these songs will be perfect
If I stick to my instincts and stop being so damn nervous
It would be easy to go backwards and try to break their stares
Me told somebody wish I life wasting for penalties a there's

Crashing on the shore with a sarcastic approach to gravity
Smashing all of your eggshells challenging anyone to battle me
I approach my notes with quotes from fiction writers
Who could have told my life store in 500 words or maybe one all nighter
This is satisfying your appetite feeding your brain new words
For disturbed worthless purposes and keeping the lines blurred
When the punch lines about to go and the story gets interesting
Most people find excuses that will keep them from discussing
I'm blasting off minor while converging until the clouds collapse
Hanging by a moments courage or until my neck snaps
Today I've been given the chance to make it all clear
Living under misfits screams for the fear of living out 24 years
We've stuck in a foolish fashion code by enemies we can't see
Living pop culture to the fullest and forging our college degrees
Believe me I say that I've been wandering the interface
Collecting artifacts to bring me back to man's grace
Maybe the only thing that's suffered musically is my taster
Maybe hard drums and crazy patterns have limited what I create
Maybe the facts have all been changed and I have no reason to debate
Maybe all the answers were burned in books and hidden in crates

I've been writing from the inside now the outside is lonely
There's a penalty for wasting life, I wish somebody told me
Before the notebooks were full this could have all been changed
I would have been quiet and never had the nerve to complain
But instead I'm led to believe that these songs will be perfect
If I stick to my instincts and stop being so damn nervous
It would be easy to go backwards and try to break their stares
Me told somebody wish I life wasting for penalties a there's

It would be so easy
It would be so easy
It would be so easy
It would be so easy
It would be so easy

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