One more red apology, Out of my mouth, Another "say I am sorry", But it's not my fault.
I feel like a can't win, Am I all wrong? We're sort of like a has been,
Solitude is angry And I don't want it to find me…
Blurrier, hurry up and do what you can, Blurrier, hurry up, just stick with the plan,
Sometimes I feel welcome, In my own house, This letter's written, "love from", The memory assault.
Can't shake the old news, It's back here again, With changes to the point of view,
Holding hands is handy, Is that how you'll define me…
Blurrier, hurry up and do what you can, Blurrier, hurry up, just stick with the plan, Blurrier it's scarier, when you do what you do… Blurrier it's scarier, when you do what you do…
I am getting good at hiding, Wars with myself, But I am not into lying,
I'll try to keep this righteous, But that's just where the fight is…
We left home just last week, We went out to conquer the world, But things don't always go smoothly, And things don't always go well.
First up it was the mountains, Then it was hip hopping gats, Tomorrow we're into Hellsville, Oh it's nice to be back. Yeah, yeah, yeah!
We're broke and out of money, Sleazing it and grubby, Digging for the diamond, Do you think we'll ever find one? Cause no one really gets it, And if they do they're full of shit, They're greasy and they're yuppies, We're broke and out of money
Monday blends into Tuesday, And where were we last night? Today we're traveling with Luis, Put that in your stereotype. Yeah, yeah, yeah!
I feel like I am doing the right thing, But why does it have to come down to money? I feel like I need a drink, And that's why it always comes down to money?
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