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Chain smoking nightmares
Front porch, sat in the cold
They are all unawares (that)
I'm never growing old

So much on my mind
Each day more piles by

I know that there is meaning as You never swing and miss
Lord, I'm ready now, won't You please help
I ain't settlin' for all of Satan's meddlin' 
His

I take two steps back again, it's sin
It's a never ending stairwell
That compels me
Question my mind
I search to find
What's real
When chaos thrives

Touching touching touch I
Don't get out too much I'm
Never bored as such
But there's quite a lot of time
You've got cranberry skin
I don't mean to be

will grow
Hope that you know you won’t be on your own
Never alone with that phone in your hands
I’ll plan a visit we’ll call when we can
I’ll miss

to invoke change
But we have both side fighting each other helping to provoke rage
They’re deciding me and you and the community
They don’t want us to stand

there'll be no peace    
Where there is no justice, there'll be no peace    
What you see ain't always what it seems
Everybody saw the videotape beating

We're just a bunch of lads, waiting for the skies to open their arms and hold us
Just like Alvin Lee, I'd never sell my guitar, trust me you will see

I don't like you
Sorry if I say sorry too much
Doing my best, if only you knew

Teach me the rules of the game
Can't play by myself just yet
Just

and never shut you out
I'll take the time to understand 
And be an interesting old man
An interesting old man

But time is always coming and going
It stays

my savior
But now you've casted me out
I can't find a method
Or a way to cope
I can't stop the fantasies
About the end of a rope
I could be gone
In

I wish I knew what true happiness was
Cause everyone said they support
But show me no love
Life can go up and down so quick
Like an unconcerned

closed but this time that couldn't stop me
I wouldn't scream another song written angrily in drop D

At last I made it in and I hope you don't think I have

Ayo this one
Ay this one's for the theoretical
For the priests who never press beyond the vestibule
For pseudo intellectuals with lectures full

metaphoric
Everything I got I wasn’t planning for it
I was down and out and never could enjoy it
But I’m grooving now he took me out the forest
This essential

Mommy told me one day
Love's gonna come into you
Don't look for it everyday
Life's gonna bring it to you

Dancing in a burning room
Speaking laughing

I get it now
I don't lose by 
Throwing in the towel
There's a study
Says I'm prime pickings 
So how will you take me now
In the sundown
Now that you

what I do
I don't care what you think
Cuz I've had music in me
Ever since the sandbox

controlled creation
I called my muses in for self isolation
45 minute meditations, controlled creations
Written by a hand that never even touched a pen
It

Each night I draw a blank, so I sent by postal
Dolls always make you wait, she arrived at last
Me and my Android girl, went to the Go-Go
She had

Georgia, from Decatur
My bih bad don’t need no make up
Stay on my grind like a skater
Try me you gon' meet your maker
Never been to Oakland, how the police

in the storm and never chase the allure
All the lessons I taught, me, myself and the walls
If they could talk they’d go on and on
Through all my

you asked
I really thought I'd know by now
But it's never really worked that way
I'm sad to see
So I just keep saying
"We'll talk later
I don't really

(Ay like I'm getting 18 in like a couple months and
I'll have to pay taxes. Never heard of that shit
And I'll have to get a job)
When you get older