Spend your life
Search the world over
Jump headfirst into your savage disorder
Scratch your head after every wrong choice
Lose your life trying to find your voice

Front porch when the storm came through
Took down some trees
Tore off some roofs
Exposed all my grubby little roots
Hurricane force
I've seen the proof

Fist too tight
Tongue too loose
Up on my soapbox with my poor excuse
Everybody's got their version of the truth

Record business
Nothing to regret
Only sales projections and figures not met
Hear you did something for me long ago
Well, what was your name again, and how much do I owe you?

Lyrics submitted by Michial

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