Shuffle can to can nobody really gives a damn

For every living day I give myself a hand

Mow I'm scroungy as can be, I got all you normals looking at me

I'll scratch a hole in my life so everyone can see



My mind is a mind that I have come to know

And my eyes can't conceive a world that cannot grow

And Fridays are always fresh days



Screamin' at the sun, don't really know what he has done

He don't believe in god and a world as one

So he rambles through the weeds

And he will sleep beneath the trees

On the day I die thank god my soul will be released



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I've seen all your eyes and I've seen all your faces

Can you tell me honestly that you wanna be free

Then look in my eyes I've been lots of places

Cam you tell me honestly that youd want to be me



Honestly