Thursday, February 26, 2009

somewhere between arrogant and desolate

carousel twisting the tunes around
pass the melody keeping the weather in check
I met the words kids admired so much
and I hide them in the other writers' "best"
so I wear posture like a question mark
keep past and future in separate tanks
I mingle when the world's crashing
happy to breathe and be the first to say

I'm so tall my head touches everything
grow for me, grow for me
so tired of thinking for everyone
think for me, think for me
If I'm the only one who gets it
I never want to be stuck with it
I'd be happy not knowing anything
ever again

patron drinking off the world's mistakes
save your wisdom for bathroom stalls
you piss on your years but they won't melt
order another drink till someone calls
so I wear posture like a question mark
keep past and future in separate tanks
I mingle when the world's crashing
happy to breathe and be the first to say

I'm so tall my head touches everything
grow for me, grow for me
so tired of thinking for everyone
think for me, think for me
If I'm the only one who gets it
I never want to be stuck with it
I'd be happy not knowing anything
ever again

at the cost of my youth i found out everything

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