Song parody of
Planet Express
by Grace & The Flat Boys
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Whoa
Whoa
Oh oh oh oh
Whoa
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah whoa whoa
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah whoa whoa
I try
To put some space between myself and I
Try to find a way to accept this
My reality
My head's
On a different planet
To my brain and to my heart
My performance is an art
I
Gotta speak my mind
But I
Can't be too loud
I
Gotta have an opinion
But not
Stand out from the crowd
Gotta show up but not take space
Make an effort and show face
Be strong, independent
Sensitive and kind
So many rules to live my life by
You would think it is a lie
But whoa oh oh oh oh
Cause I've been looking
Whoa oh oh oh oh
I'm reading and writing
I've been searching
(Searching)
And finding
(Finding)
Tryna find a reason for trying
(Ah)
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh
Gotta show up but not take space
Make an effort and show face
Be strong, independent
Sensitive and kind
So many rules to live my life by
You would think that it's a lie
A contradiction, an oxymoron
An impossible way to live
A charity case
But you can't feel bad for me
Look at this face
Do I show disgrace?
Because I've been looking
I'm reading and writing
I'm searching and finding
Tryna find a reason for dying
A reason for trying
I'm tryna find a way out my mind
What am I trying to find
Peace of mind
Do I laugh or do I hide?
Do I even know if this mind of mine is even mine?
It's a mental mind
And time is what I need to find
But if I can't find it what do I do then?
Do I sit in mental silence?
Reach for the sword or for the pen?
But then again
Silence is a mystery, a standing still of time
A breach in reality
And I could sit in silence holding nothing but hands but it's a choice, a privilege
What is the demand?
It's clear to me silence is tranquility
No more choices, no more options, no more voices distracting me
But if I can't choose
Do I want to take that road?
Can I leave my family behind?
My friends, the people who ever gave a damn about my life
The ones who cherished me, the ones that nurtured me
The people who knocked me down so I could see who helped raise me
Can I say goodbye to this life?
It's a difficult world, I just want some peace
A piece of peace for me and my mind
I want the world to be quiet
I don't know if that a cause, a luxury that's ever afforded to me
Because evidently
It's quite clear to see
The only people who can truly value having silence
Aren't the ones who have never been silenced
Whoa
Whoa
Oh oh oh oh
Whoa
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah whoa whoa
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah whoa whoa
I try
To put some space between myself and I
Try to find a way to accept this
My reality
My head's
On a different planet
To my brain and to my heart
My performance is an art
I
Gotta speak my mind
But I
Can't be too loud
I
Gotta have an opinion
But not
Stand out from the crowd
Gotta show up but not take space
Make an effort and show face
Be strong, independent
Sensitive and kind
So many rules to live my life by
You would think it is a lie
But whoa oh oh oh oh
Cause I've been looking
Whoa oh oh oh oh
I'm reading and writing
I've been searching
(Searching)
And finding
(Finding)
Tryna find a reason for trying
(Ah)
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh
Gotta show up but not take space
Make an effort and show face
Be strong, independent
Sensitive and kind
So many rules to live my life by
You would think that it's a lie
A contradiction, an oxymoron
An impossible way to live
A charity case
But you can't feel bad for me
Look at this face
Do I show disgrace?
Because I've been looking
I'm reading and writing
I'm searching and finding
Tryna find a reason for dying
A reason for trying
I'm tryna find a way out my mind
What am I trying to find
Peace of mind
Do I laugh or do I hide?
Do I even know if this mind of mine is even mine?
It's a mental mind
And time is what I need to find
But if I can't find it what do I do then?
Do I sit in mental silence?
Reach for the sword or for the pen?
But then again
Silence is a mystery, a standing still of time
A breach in reality
And I could sit in silence holding nothing but hands but it's a choice, a privilege
What is the demand?
It's clear to me silence is tranquility
No more choices, no more options, no more voices distracting me
But if I can't choose
Do I want to take that road?
Can I leave my family behind?
My friends, the people who ever gave a damn about my life
The ones who cherished me, the ones that nurtured me
The people who knocked me down so I could see who helped raise me
Can I say goodbye to this life?
It's a difficult world, I just want some peace
A piece of peace for me and my mind
I want the world to be quiet
I don't know if that a cause, a luxury that's ever afforded to me
Because evidently
It's quite clear to see
The only people who can truly value having silence
Aren't the ones who have never been silenced