Everybody up
Let me introduce to you,
A man that herd of and you thought you knew,
Well give me a couple of seconds just to prove to you,
You never did, but let me give you a chance too,
I use to swear everybody had it in for me
People only wanted to talk to spit on me
So I'd, paint pictures, draw a little bit
And every time I'd was pissed off at some kid I’d,
Get home, draw a little sketch
Of any kid I hated with a knife in the neck
A pencil in the eye and a hole in the back,
I had a back pack of six sketches like that,
And over time people started to see,
The pictures that I made, made a lot of scence to me,
But, it never ready made much of a difference,
They still talk shit, but not at close distance,
And that sucked because all I wanted to have
Was a little attention weather good or bad,
But over time I got sick of tryin
And kept makin them pictures and kept re-drawin lines

I don’t know where I’m going with this
I’m just reminiscin and tellin the story of this
Sit back and take in the story of the kid,
As I look back at the strange things I did

Everybody up
Let me tell the truth to you
I never thought id be anyone you wished you knew,
And just thought id end up a stain on the wall,
Something you want to fix because you've seen it all,
Anyway back a few years in time
I had a class with this smart mouth friend of mine,
And we would sit in the back, the two of us combine,
We'd make fun of everybody just to pass the time,
Now we did it quietly so no one heard,
A couple of nerds sentence full of pictures and words
Until this kid heard we were callin him names and decided to get tough,
I remember he came up to me that day in front of half my friends
And talk shit so loud people couldn't pretend they didn't hear him,
Sayin he would beat my ass and i laughed
But he was serious and pushed me back,
At this point I was pretty confused,
This little BITCH was all ampt so what could I do?
I should have come back at him for all to see,
But instead I just told him that, it wasn't me

I don’t know where I’m going with this
I’m just reminiscin and tellin the story of this
Sit back and take in the story of the kid,
As I look back at the strange things I did
I don’t know where I’m going with this
I’m just reminiscin and tellin the story of this
Sit back and take in the story of the kid,
As I look back at the strange things I did

It’s like flat liners, see that flick,
People dyin, comin back seeing crazy shit,
People that they did wrong come back to attack them
And everyone that they hurt comes back for revenge,
Well if that was ever going to happen to me,
I'd petentially would be attacked constently
But then again for all the pain in my pass
There'd be alot of people that had better watch there ass

I don’t know where I’m going with this
I’m just reminiscin and tellin the story of this
Sit back and take in the story of the kid,
As I look back at the strange things I did
I don’t know where I’m going with this
I’m just reminiscin and tellin the story of this
Sit back and take in the story of the kid,
As I look back at the strange things I did


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    General CommentMan, no one's commented on this. It didn't make the Fort Minor album, but this is such a great song and I can totally relate to it. The meaning is obvious, about growin' up as an outcast and lookin' back when you've gotten older and reflecting over things you did and things you should've done.
    BipolarRoyaltyon July 25, 2008   Link
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    General Commentyeah i know its suck a great song, and it was the first Fort Minor song he made
    TheEmceeKingon July 28, 2008   Link

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