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He can't make sense of this
He's just too normal
This place is too scary
He's so scared that he'll miss
It keeps him in hiding
And restless and wanting
What if for one minute
He's given a chance
And he does something brilliant
But he'd rather not know
Cause walls protect him
His bedroom's a prison
Now is your chance boy just ignore
The dreadful things they say
Go on, give up, you'll never win,
No crying now, they're watching him
His blood will boil, the kids will sing
Learn to drown before you learn to swim.
If he took his time to prepare,
Stepped out of his shell
Blows an addiction
Such a comforting place,
A common mistake,
A dry wishing well.
Now is your chance boy just ignore
The dreadful things they say
Go on, give up, you'll never win,
No crying now, they're watching him
His blood will boil, the kids will sing
Learn to drown before you learn to swim.
So go on, give up, you'll never win
Oh what a mistake
He is charcoal within
He could never direct by them
He stands on the stage
With a grin
But he drops on his knees
And is waiting for anything he can believe in
He's lost, he just wants to be ordinary
Now is your chance boy just ignore
The dreadful things they say
Go on, give up, you'll never win
No crying now, they're watching him
His blood will boil, the kids will sing.
Learn to drown before you learn to swim.
Go on, give up, you'll never win
No crying now, they're watching him
His blood will boil, the kids will sing.
Learn to drown before you learn to swim.
Go on, give up, you'll never win
No crying now, they're watching him
His blood will boil, the kids will sing.
Learn to drown before you learn to swim.
Go on, give up, you'll never win
No crying now, they're watching him
Go on, give up, you'll never win
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Oh pain
I'm doing bad
I'm getting answers to some questions
That I should have never asked
And it's getting old
It's decomposing fact
Cuz when I thought it couldn't get much worse
Life stabbed me in the back
I'd rather face the gallows
Cuz, nothing matters
And I'll just change my name
There is no love just apatite
And its consequences keep you up at night
Your apatite is rustic best
And it's up to us to figure out the rest
I thought that I
Was working towards the truth
Thought if I waiting long enough
I'd put this passion to your use
And in a flash
Cut to me with hand in hands
In a fight without a cause I am a wounded veteran
I'd rather face the gallows
Cuz, nothing matters
And I'll just change my name
There is no love just apatite
And its consequences keep you up at night
Your apatite is rustic best
And it's up to us to figure out the rest
It's not right now to lose control the way I do
(I am a slave to this)
(I am a masochist)
This ones got whiskers it as old as ice, it's nothing new
(I am a slave to this)
(I am a masochist)
I'd rather face the gallows
Cuz, nothing matters
And I'll just change my name
There is no love just apatite
And it's consequences keep you up at night
Your apatite is rustic best
And it's up to us to figure out the rest
And it's up to us to figure out the rest
And it's up to us to figure out the rest
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I've always played the fool around here
I'm starting to worry that
I rush through life forgetting to breath
We all need some time to adapt
No one understands
No one understands
What it’s like
I had high hopes of silver and gold;
I thought this could change for the best
My mom always said I was named for a saint
but I never felt I was blessed
No one understands
No one understands
No one understands
What it's like
I got your cure right here
Is that what you want to hear?
I've played the fool too many times
I've been catching up
For all my life
And it seems
It gets harder to believe it gets harder but
Be honest
If the sun don’t shine tomorrow we’ll survive
I turn this up as loud as it goes
And it ain't doing much for the pain
It’s up to me and the heart on my sleeve
That hasn’t quite been the same
No one understands
No one understands
No one understands
What it's like
I got your cure right here
Is that what you want to hear?
I've played the fool too many times
I've been catching up for all my life and it seems
It gets harder to believe
It gets harder but
Be honest
If the sun don’t shine tomorrow we’ll survive
I'm in a field of landmines
A cruise ship to hell
O but I don’t think about that
It's so hard to find help
these days
When everyone's counting on me
But I'm burnt already
I got your cure right here
Is that what you want to hear?
I've played the fool too many times
I've been catching up for all my life and it seems
It gets harder to believe
it gets harder but be honest
If the sun don’t shine tomorrow
If the sun don’t shine tomorrow
If the sun don’t shine tomorrow
then we’ll survive
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Nighttime fades into day
And a big mistake you didn’t know you made
See if you can take it back
You thought that this was what it seemed
Fate doesn’t care about plans
You never knew life was a rubber band
The harder that you pull
The more it snaps back
The more it hurts
Sweetness did you believe in this
They got you good they got you
No matter what transpires
Your will can take you higher now
So don’t take out frustration
On your body
That junk will make you sorry
I'm taking my last stand
And to think they almost got me too
Don’t confuse bad for rebirth
Don’t mess around feeling like love is a curse
But you gotta make a change
Before you lose control
I'm not saying I know what and what not to do
Were all torn up from inside out
And I've had mistakes in my bed once or twice
That I put in my closet till I finally came to
And I realized I’ll always know what I have to do
Sweetness did you believe in this
They got you good they got you
No matter what transpires
Your will can take you higher now
So don’t take out frustration
On your body
That junk will make you sorry
I'm taking my last stand
And to think they almost got me too
Time is upon us
Be who you want to
Be who you want to be
Keep moving forward
Don’t live in the corner
Be who you want to be
Judges will judge
In the classrooms and the court
If you keep giving them their say
I’ll be who I want to be
So think what you want of me
Sweetness did you believe in this
They got you good they got you
No matter what transpires
Your will can take you higher now
So don’t take out frustration
On your body
That junk will make you sorry
I'm taking my last stand
And to think they almost got me
To think they almost got me
To think they almost got me too
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I swear I can't stand this place
and whats becoming of me
the longer I have to stay
I want to think all unthinkable things
and say what I shouldn't say
I need a change
With that said I'm leaving today
I've got some concrete ideas
and they've been paving my way towards all the
downtown's and urban decay
there's so much life to these bricks
so much buildings can say
A new experienced me
we'll be coming back on rusted limbs and bloody knees
A call to arms
From all the suburban soldiers who got no one to count on
Faceless and scarred
We don't know where were going we forgot where we came from
I thought there was blood left in this stone
Turns out that I was wrong
I hope you find the place that feels like home
And a heighten sense of strength
And a stronger sense of self
A new experienced me
we'll be coming back on rusted limbs and bloody knees
A call to arms
From all the suburban soldiers who got no one to count on
Faceless and scarred
We don't know where were going we forgot where we came from
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I can't go on
Deflate the air from both
of my lungs
Fears one by one
Followed me home
And became reality
I'm a failure
I'm a freak
I'm a chip on your shoulder
The last thing you need
Shudder, earth quakes at the thought
Of a life that's meaningless
And with such a promising past
But you can always count on me
To choke the end
I can't go on
Deflate the air
From both
Of my lungs
I'll be gone
Long before daylight shows its face
Honestly I'm
Taking big strides
In a race towards normalcy
Where more is more
And less is weak
Where love is crap, emotion speaks
For us all
What's really right
Who's who to say
I can survive alone again
Figured that out the hardest way
The forecast calls for fire
Flames sound nice today
I can't go on
Deflate the air from both
Of my lungs
Ill be gone
Long before daylight shows its face
It's old and worn
And it's mouth smiles no more
Well I'm worth my weight in potting soil
Maybe I try to hard to care
I left a note on your bed
I don't recall what it said
It's something like
“I'm completely miserable
And I'm better off dead”
I can't go on
Deflate the air from both
Of my lungs
Ill be gone
Long before daylight shows its face
It's old and worn
And it's mouth smiles no more
Well I'm worth my weight in potting soil
Maybe I try to hard to care
I can't go on
Deflate the air from both
Of my lungs
I can't go on
Deflate the air from both
Of my lungs
I can't go on
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You could never really win
not to say you're born to lose
you were born to take 10th place out of 20 in the field
mistakes flow through your veins in a mediocre way
your life's a living hell
you've got gremlins in your blood cells
and monsters in your bed
their haunting you again
oh it must be this place at least thats what you say, say, say
you don't love you anymore
cast your demons aside
keep them close enough to know what your running from
soon you wont feel this anymore
cast your demons aside
keep them close enough to know that your moving on
the fire used to burn
in your heart and in your eyes
you used to dream you used to care you used to love you used to fight
for anything at all
you cover up your bedroom wall with who u want to be
now your afraid to be yourself so u search the mall for something else
You read magazines and watch MTV
you practiced it and everything
oh your dressed to impressed but you look like a drag queen
you don't love you anymore
cast your demons aside
keep them close enough to know what your running from
soon you wont feel this anymore
cast your demons aside
keep them close enough to know that your moving on
so keep your head up high
stretch inches into miles
because Brooklyn wasn't built in just a day
focus on important things
be your own gun like every ghost that held you down was gone
keep them close enough to know that your moving on
you don't love you anymore
cast your demons aside
keep them close enough to know what your running from
soon you wont feel this anymore
cast your demons aside
keep them close enough to know that your moving on
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If I knew it'd be this way
I'd do it all again
but I'd only change one thing
If I was give every chance change
I'd make it a point
to smile every day
So I'm cynical I guess
but whats left worth believing in
Wicked are the ones who dare to think outside the box
I guess its
righteous making money in the name of god
think about what's right and wrong.
the same gray line we all live on
Oh, Sing out all the pain.
If this was my chance to shine
but I have to think twice
cause it'd come as no surprise
if I did not know what to do
if I was caught off guard
sometimes your luck because a curse that you can't forget about
So I'm cynical I guess
but whats left worth believing in
but you try, and you try.
Wicked are the ones who dare to think outside the box
I guess its
righteous making money in the name of god
think about what's right and wrong.
the same gray line we all live on
Oh, Sing out all the pain.
The revolution will be marketed
we'll all just be pawns in the matter
If it comes between trends and truth
then I will proudly march with the latter
Wicked are the ones who dare to think outside the box
I guess its
righteous making money in the name of god
think about what's right and wrong.
the same gray line we all live on
Oh, Sing out all the pain
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Mr. Hughes, how are you? I know it's been a while
But I've been dying trying to capture a billion smiles
People like us, we are always misunderstood
Though there's ups and downs the bad outshines the good
Howard you're a 10 but I'm not sure this ends well
Hold it close to your heart
What ever happened to Howard Hughes?
I guess life wasn't good to you; you gave it all you got
And still they threw you out for being you
Even if our success was as good as dead our worst critics were in our head
Society don't accept me or you and all our friends agree
People say we're done for we're liabilities
But I brought property < > between genius and insanity
You wrote the books on brains and wealth and looks
But < > in both our times free thinkers only thrive in history books
Howard you're a 10 but I'm not sure this ends well
Hold it close to your heart
What ever happened to Howard Hughes?
I guess life wasn't good to you; you gave it all you got
And still they threw you out for being you
Even if our success was as good as dead our worst critics were in our head
Society don't accept me or you and all our friends agree
Howard my dear was it films and planes that made you this way
Howard my dear they spoke and we're jokes
Howard you're a 10 but I'm not sure this ends well
Hold it close to your heart
What ever happened to Howard Hughes?
I guess life wasn't good to you; you gave it all you got
And still they threw you out for being you
Even if our success was as good as dead our worst critics were in our head
Society don't accept me or you and all our friends agree
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You never really knew
the things you learned would matter;
the things you did and didn't do would someday find you;
the things you hate the most :
the lessons on piano,
the books you read in Sunday school--
I swear I'd trade in anything to be young again.
And all these things
are lessons in living
It seems like we're all fighting to be more than who we are.
Life's been a test of virtue and humility so far.
‘cause give and take don't matter either way.
Fuck up and draw the lottery;
Roshambo for poverty.
Destination: anywhere but here.
Here I go again,
feeling sorry for myself.
Am I getting old at heart--
too old to pretend
that everything's alright?
Have I had a choice?
Walking past a threshold
into the change
and your life's never the same again.
And all these things
are lessons in living.
It seems like were all fighting to be more than who we are.
Life's been a test of virtue and humility so far.
'cause give and take don't matter either way.
Fuck up and draw the lottery;
Roshambo for poverty.
Destination: anywhere but here.
My mind's open.
I scream for better things.
It seems like were all fighting to be more than who we are.
Life's been a test of virtue and humility so far.
'cause give and take don't matter either way.
Fuck up and draw the lottery;
Roshambo for poverty.
Destination: anywhere but here
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You keep saying you've had enough
and I know just how you feel
You keep it all inside and its nipping at your heels
It's eating you alive
I can see it in your stare
I'd sit with you all night if I thought you'd even care
I've lost track of who I was some time ago
I thought I figured out which way to go
now I hate to say that the only thing that keeping me alive is you
the only thing that's keeping me alive
but I can't say your name
O think I'll be okay
I've had it up to here
with your morbid ways
your happy being sad and you prove it every day
I've lost track of who I was some time ago
I thought I figured out which way to go
but now I hate to say the only thing that's keeping me alive is you
the only thing that's keeping me alive
and I can't say your name
I think I'll be okay
You don't wanta see the less the light side of me
just say your prayers and close your mouth start curbing what comes out
and find another way to feel important that can't be drank or snorted
don't call me up to say hello cuz I don't want you around when I get home
but now I hate to say the only thing that's keeping me alive is you
the only thing that's keeping me alive
but I can't say your name
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I'm s-i-c-k of my meaningless life
Where c-h-a-n-c-e-s pass me by.
That's r-e-a-l-i-t-y.
Praise o-u-r lady of terrible guilt,
That's not my i-d-e-a of f-r-e-e will.
That's r-e-a-l-i-t-y.
Mr. c-o-o-l at all the shows
Your a-t-t-i-t-u-d-e is old.
This is r-e-a-l-i-t-y.
And you might ask why
Nothing's ever how it seems.
I think I knew more when I was 13.
When did life get so real?
And now I feel like I'm losing my mind,
I used to think all the time.
Now thinking hurts, and feeling is worse.
I liked Reality better when it was a dream.
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na.
This is r-e-a-l-i-t-y
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