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I am no starving artist with a goatee living on the streets prophesizing for the pennies breaking down the beats I am spoiled by the idea life is just a shadow of what's real. I have never known pain past the primal woken up to find I am homeless in denial and I wouldn't know Songtexteevolutionary survival if Darwin bit my heels. Oh I'm just a washed up clue of what might have been the next movement, or two. Under different circumstances I might have been huge but thank your God I'm not. I have seen miracles I can't remember I have seen hate from January to December those I thought were strong so easily dismembered and this verse is so cliche. If you see me be sure to look away quick I might steal your soul or make you semi-open-minded I think as a people we are gagged and we are blinded but who am I to say? Oh I'm just a washed up clue of what might have been the next movement, or two. Under different circumstances I might have been huge but thank your God I'm not. Because I hide my anger under sadness only God can fully feel. And I am sad because I've got it easy life's a steal for me. Though I'm told the world will only disappear I'd like to change it while I'm here and I am met with only fear and disbelief. I am no epic poet with an ego I post emo lyrics like an instant message credo. I was raised on PBS so, baby, why don't we go to the Land of Make Believe Round these parts I'm not threat to faith or reason I am just a mammal with a certain knack for breathin' and committing random acts of sodomitic treason, knock your daughters off their feet. Oh I'm just a washed up clue of what might have been the next movement, or two. Under different circumstances I might have been huge but thank your God I'm not. Because I'd hate to cause the moral rupture of a country that is punctured by a devil in disguise. So you're right. Blame the problems of this nation on my own recruiting station. Kill me fast and everything will be alright. Well I don't mean to sound sarcastic, angry, or crass, but I'm getting used to dead last and the weight of my own words. Let's forget I said a thing and just ignore this. Faith in earthly law is pure bliss. So they say, and so tonight we can't see the sky for all the lights. Aus Songtexte Mania