I've been doing this for too long to keep

Singing the same song

This is another one of those happy moments not made for anyone

I don't rap in bumper stickers, I'm witty with 40-liners

Every breath is a chorus, sing along if you're still breathing

I've got gods, I've got issues

Nowadays I've learned to not criticize

Ever seen my foot-in-mouth stance I'm a g walking

Broken token, something of little appreciation

To truly see where all of this aggression stems from

You gotta always play the nice guy and get shitted on

Everyday's a gavin convention with no one to see

Everyday they put up new doors and I don't want the keys

If I'm not getting black-balled I'm getting white-boyed

You can condescend me but you can't offend me

I'm sure i'll get all the secret codes

When showing love to sole becomes trendy



Poor me, I dig myself holes

Somebody marry me, I'm getting old

Somebody remind me why I continue to press on

I need a flamingo to put on my front lawn, I need a front lawn

I need to stop feeling sorry for myself

I need to stop repeating myself

Everything is fading slowly

No longer selling out, I'm buying in

Redefining my grin

Making new medicine and now I'm sick of it all

But I can't get enough. hating females less

Accepting the fact I'm slowly dying

And can't make any songs that glitter

Or be happy in a roller skating rink

So fuck the revolution, it's all about starcraft

Palm-pilots, and meaning what you say



So if you don't understand it, I can't explain it

And if you don't understand it, I can't explain it

If you don't understand it, I can't explain it



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