Everything seems obvious
Up here above the earth seems soft
Seems that people get along
seems a lot to you alone
Tried to hold the fuck on
Sick of fingers in my (?)
(?)
(?) same old song
At least I don't just sit there
At least I don't just nod
Some things aren't so bad
Tell me Mr positive
Why am I so bored?
Why am I so sad?
Everything's not shitty(?)
(?)
(?) obvious
There must be something wrong with us
(?)
And with our skin exposed
They will chew us down to bone
(?)
(?) architects build the fancy homes
(?)
(?)
(?) shiny things
We look at this in a brand new light
(?)
At least we are alive
(?)
(?)
(?)
(?) Nowhere to go
(?)
(?)
(?) the travels that we take
(?) make it all worth while
(?) dirt
(?) it's the things that you will see
Up here above the earth seems soft
Seems that people get along
seems a lot to you alone
Tried to hold the fuck on
Sick of fingers in my (?)
(?)
(?) same old song
At least I don't just sit there
At least I don't just nod
Some things aren't so bad
Tell me Mr positive
Why am I so bored?
Why am I so sad?
Everything's not shitty(?)
(?)
(?) obvious
There must be something wrong with us
(?)
And with our skin exposed
They will chew us down to bone
(?)
(?) architects build the fancy homes
(?)
(?)
(?) shiny things
We look at this in a brand new light
(?)
At least we are alive
(?)
(?)
(?)
(?) Nowhere to go
(?)
(?)
(?) the travels that we take
(?) make it all worth while
(?) dirt
(?) it's the things that you will see
Lyrics submitted by drewfridley7, edited by dixthecat
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Everything seems obvious Up here above (?) Seems that people get along Seems a lot to you alone
Try to hold the fuck on Sick of fingers in my seams Coming from a city sounds of the same old song At least I don't just sit there At least I don't just nod
(Everything's not shitty)
Some things aren't so bad Tell me Mr. Positive Why am I so bored? Why am I so sad?
Everything's not shitty the prisoners might disagree They sing a song quite obvious There must be something wrong with us
And I'm sick inside now show us you will be covered in hands and with our skin exposed They will chew us down to bone Marching,Flaming architects building fancy homes Any lies i read should have made me prepared for this
Lately all i need you get scratched with shiny things We look at this in a brand new light Because our lives are pretty At least we are alive
Im not a physical being (?) (?) (?) (?) With nowhere to go tried to shot himself dead (?) (?) (?) its the travels that we take that make it all worth while (?) (?) dirt it's the things that you will see
thats what i got so far