Another morning, and there's nothing we can do The old folks next door fight over "Superman Two" Normal discourse, they never speak of divorce Is their's a view of contention's true source? Broken record bores, it's mine, it's yours, blood in ears roars Resent stores, spreads like fungal spores, infecting us down to our cores You're an echo in my head, no longer warm in my bed, I still wear your crown Options down, have to drown this frown, let's go We gonna paint this town What you gonna do for pain when you feel a little heartache? Don't you have a claim to stake? Step back and see how life's got you down boy It's gonna drive you insane so you better make a clean break Doesn't help to just meditate, Step up don't let life get you down boy I try to hide my brain away but I know it's too late Seems an angry demon surgeon stopped by to operate Inserting spiny strands of hangover across my cranial shell Every movement tears a fresh rent through which creeps more hell It's a lie to think that I'm gonna fly when this ladder snaps Not viable to rely on booze to drag me out of the cracks In dusty vaults between grey walls deep beneath cognition scars Repeats a mumbled mantra: "There must be more than these bars..." What you gonna do for pain when you feel a little heartache? Don't you have a claim to stake? Step back and see how life's got you down boy It's gonna drive you insane so you better make a clean break Doesn't help to just meditate, Step up don't let life get you down boy Slow down... It's nearly 3 AM on sandy shores Your head spins like a matador And in this town, you're just a sponge of insecurities That come to the top when the city screams Watching daylight soak the makeup on crumbling facades looks like mascara marks in these street light's stare Concrete teeth pockmarked with cavities A dark symphony deafening in my city Dawn cracks and breaks, louder than the voice of God The old lady next door screams "Kneel before Zod" Not well does this bode for today's episode Two minutes in and I'm close to overload Life defined by time designed by time wasting my time It's a crime to toe the line, just waiting, hoping, drowning for a sign No time better, there's sunny mental weather, I move feet of stone Too long my roots have grown, alone I'm heading for parts unknown What you gonna do for pain when you feel a little heartache? Don't you have a claim to stake? Step back and see how life's got you down boy It's gonna drive you insane so you better make a clean break Doesn't help to just meditate, Step up don't let life get you down boy What you gonna do, what you gonna do, what you gonna do, yeah See how life's got you down boy What you gonna do, what you gonna do, what you gonna do, yeah Don't let life get you down boy
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