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Left Aside
Spent my life watching others I've passed my judgment I reject it all But is there anything I know I'm just an 18 year old punk saying no You can describe it as the same Only the stages differ from another Yet still we lock out each other I'm kind of done criticizing Thinking I know what's best I'm not that much better I'm sick of living this contest I've lost my credibility The credibility in me It's these words Easy to spell and easy to live But the benefit you get of it It doesn't fulfill or gives Came to look at the world with spite Progress stopped along the line Maybe I should discern Indulge to life Somehow create anything that feels mine Does this mean anything, to anyone These good intentions everyday They've bored the life out of everyone SongtexteEveryone listens then throws it away What the hell happened curiosity It's fast asleep It seems boredom grows along the years Has it drifted so deep? Disentangle from this void I try to instigate myself Instead of living in disdain Aus Songtexte Mania