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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.
"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
easier 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.."