Lyrics:
reckless desire for self control
I'm not that sentimental
I'm pretty maladjusted
I'm just a messy misfit
Trying hard to be self-conceited
Good days are over
lusted
All I got will just disgust you more
Can't help but be maladjusted
Handheld bloody blade you thrusted
Can't tell but the blade was rusted
Candles
as Alice's
Balancing
All of this, man it's challenging
Malice and the ministry
Maladjusted majesty
Reach out and touch the tapestry
If you don't trust
Folks will hate on you for no reason
In your slow season
Maladjusted off their own malfeasance
Sure as I'm Tim Ian
You can keep the throne
Unbelievable news:
We must pay our dues
Life's in television
Always some misdirection
Maladjusted lenses
With chromakey decisions
believed and the truth mistrusted
So many paths lead to nowhere
Population maladjusted
Brother against brother (We are not enemies)
I am not the evil,
a girl who wanted to fly to see her relatives
I should've known you can't buy a train ride to heaven im
Maladjusted, the jester never fails to entertain
of bygone times are lost in the swell
Reality's rawness is lost to the daze
Bring me sleep
You are lost but I have found my own place
In this maladjusted
corner
Maladjusted
Just untrusted
Rusted
Sometimes brilliant trusted thoughts
Think ill stay for a while
I'm intrigued and I'm
Red as a newborn white
terrified
I'm maladjusted
Feel like a dimwit
Probably a dipshit
I'm a loner
I'm a stoner
An emotional car wreck
Give me a sanity raincheck
What a glorious
And lithium restored us maladjusted by the score
Although I'll one day have to switch to Tegretol instead
I'm certain I'd be hurtin' if my kidneys washed up red
are burning
The platform, maladjusted in the talentless, they clap for em
Bending over just to get a like, no back bone
Gossip mills and cheap thrills,
Maladjusted
Misbegotten
All was said was said was said
But not forgotten
I'm sick and tired of distant lies
Sick and tired
I'm sick and tired of distant lies
Maladjusted
Misbegotten
All was said was said was said
But not forgotten
I'm sick and tired of distant lies
Sick and tired
I'm sick and tired of distant lies
to pay your joy this week...
you were a maladjusted, now are you a rocker?!
You can change your style, you can change your mind,
you can change your
Stranded, lost inside myself
My own worst friend and my own closest enemy
I'm branded, maladjusted
Never trusted anyone, let alone myself
I must
none of your business
that's why I keep silent;
maladjusted, you're disgusted
like I must've done something wrong;
brain feels busted,
so discuss this
Meaningless seduction
Maladjusted, Broken dreams
Nothing left to show
I'm afraid to say you're
Just the world's bore
Many years of therapy
I'm still a total
can't speak
The unknown genius
Mistaken for the meanest
Mistaken for maladjusted
Easy to be trusted
Open my eyes wider so I can see clearer
Shocked
Meaningless seduction
Maladjusted, Broken dreams
Nothing left to show
I'm afraid to say you're
Just the world's bore
Many years of therapy
I'm still a total
myself
No I'm not one of you
I'm not for sale
You're self-destructive,
You're a capitalist
Greed from the blood of others
So maladjusted
Your sadistic
Right foot
Followed by another right foot
Spinning
Out into a feedback loop
Close your eyes until they're maladjusted
Pointing fingers like you
Nineteen kids dead on a classroom floor.
Little bodies ripped by an A.R.
Some crazy kid, maladjusted,
No one noticed his mind hid a scar.
A community
is in hell
A prison of shame
The look on your face
The look on your face is priceless
Maladjusted foreigner
In my own skin
I saw the devil instead
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