Lyrics:
Treating school like a fanatic
The letter A got me feeling fantastic
Whooo out of breath
But there's no need to panic
This life is sink or swim just like
"There's a bulletin - state police, Princeton Junction"
"The militia...
Certain individuals of unidentified nature
is now under complete
of the door
Measured by a scale, like I'm searching out for a cure
Sure, I have a soul which is made up of pure, sole
Which I have at the back of my shoe, fuel
you now cuz
The bread you make is going in her mouth
You lose it today she's gone walk you out
I cannot pretend
That type of life is sleazy
I've been
There once was a kid by the name of Dave
Who stayed in the mix and never ever obeyed
He paid no attention to the shit
That was taught to him
Always
heart
Let's go down to the courtyard
Tear the pages out
There's his father looking on
Does he know that this is all his fault?
Now his boy is gone and he
leave you, Boy
For the road is long
And the road is hard
And many fall by the side
But Papa won't leave you, Henry
So there ain't no need to cry
And I
Another person Deep inside of me
That's grown tired from the nights awake
I'd write but didn't sleep
And is finally shouting out
For all the I didn't speak
What am I? what if I killed a guy,
Took his spine out his eye, and I hide it?
By a tree or inside it, would you cry when you find it?
That's kind
tough knowing everyday is putting them down
How do people get there I wanna get there some how
But until that day I'ma chill and just hang out
Baby I'ma
365, one day at a time is how I live my life, it's Johnny Richter and I'm
Breakin out, makin moves doin things, that's what I'm all about, I'm tryin
in the way that you must
All specters are haunted by their own lack of trust
When you're all out of time, there's nothing but space
No hunting, no
Don't be afraid (Oh)
About what your 'bout to hear right now, baby oh
Listen, listen
(What is it?)
I'm not trying to fall in love with you
I just
think you're Tom Sawyer
'Til I pull you out the fuckin' storybook and stomp on ya
Fuckin' fictitional characters and fairytales
Prepare yourself for
Good God, you said is that the only thing you care about
Splitting up the money and share it out
The cake's being eaten straight through the mouth
Good God, you said
Is that the only thing you care about
Splitting up the money
And share it out
The cake's being eaten
Straight through
comes, Oh to save the day
Here he comes, help is on the way
Ride out the storm, though the waves are rolling high
Trust in the Lord, till you reach
And listen for an echo from the other side
I call out across the Great Divide
Keep pretending it's fine
But intuition is the holiest mechanism
There's static
frightened
Standing out there in the snow
'Til he said 'I'm here to help you, ma'm
By the way, my name's Joe'
She said 'I'm from St. Louis
And I'm only
a dirty dusty rooms
Hey there Tim, where have you been?
Out to make the time fly
Down at the gym stretching my limbs
Like a tree by the river side
Even the sun goes down, heroes eventually die
Horoscopes often lie and sometimes, "Y"
Nothin' is for sure nothin', is for certain, nothin' lasts
Even the sun goes down, heroes eventually die
Horoscopes often lie and sometimes, "Y"
Nothin' is for sure nothin', is for certain, nothin' lasts
Wisdom is a choice that every person has to make
Conversations fly by like birds in the wind
As we're trapped in our prisons by our debts and our whims
We
see yourself looking at yourself, looking at yourself
Because on that plane there is only one of it.
It is one awareness that is in a multiplicity
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