Here I sit,
my life's a model kit,
but I burned the instructions
and the pieces don't fit.
I eat spaghettio's,
Turn on the stereo,
And keep in mind my best case scenario

Oh, I'm without serious doubt,
Oh, I'm within my constraints.
Oh, I'm without serious doubt.

And it just clicked
the things that make me tick
get thrown against the wall
and I keep what sticks.
I wish with all my might
That I had a cause to fight
But I can’t argue with myself
On this lonesome night

Oh, I'm without serious doubt,
Oh, I'm within my constraints.
Oh, I'm without serious doubt.

I can't complain,
Lost less than gained,
Strive for progression
my futile needs are all I feed;
gives me indigestion.

Here I sit,
my life's a model kit,
but I burned the instructions
and the pieces don't fit.
I eat spaghettio's,
Turn on the stereo,
And keep in mind my best case scenario

Oh, I'm without serious doubt,
Oh, I'm within my constraints.
Oh, I'm without serious doubt.

I can't complain,
Lost less than gained,
Strive for progression
my futile needs are all I feed;
gives me indigestion.


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    General Comment"here I sit, my life's a model kit, but I burned the instructions and the pieces don't fit." I love this line, at times it can be so true. Oh yeah, and this song kicks ass
    Duffmanon January 15, 2002   Link
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    General Commenteasier to red:

    "Here I sit,
    My life's a model kit,
    But I burned the instructions
    And the pieces don't fit.
    I eat spaghettio's,
    Turn on the stereo,
    And keep in mind my best case scenario

    I'm without serious doubts,
    I'm within my constraints.
    Oh, I'm without serious doubts.

    And it just clicked:
    The things that make me tick
    Get thrown against the wall
    And I keep what sticks.
    I wish with all my might
    That I had some cause to fight
    But I cant argue with myself
    On this lonesome night

    I'm without serious doubts,
    I'm within my constraints
    Oh, I'm without serious doubts.

    I can't complain,
    Lost less than gained,
    Strive for progression
    My futile needs
    Are all I feed
    And it gives me indigestion.

    Here I sit,
    My life's a model kit,
    But I burned the instructions
    And the pieces don't fit.
    I eat spaghettio's,
    Turn on the stereo,
    And keep in mind my best case scenario

    I'm without serious doubts,
    Oh, I'm within my constraints.
    Oh, I'm without serious doubts.

    I can't complain,
    Lost less than gained,
    Strive for progression
    My futile needs
    Are all I feed
    And it gives me indigestion.

    LET'S GO!

    I can't complain,
    Lost less than gained,
    Strive for progression
    My futile needs
    Are all I feed
    And it gives me indigestion.."
    meredithsuckson May 09, 2002   Link

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