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streets build ahead as people walk through
passed every little nick in their world, cars pass too
and just for kicks throw bottles hard to the ground
burn your shoes and next there goes the beloved town
this isnt the place to be i've known oh so well
since half passed 2, counting down

the remaining theme
is please yourself never the rest
although heavy with love and care
they come when they come
suspicious of their words and actions
you wont let them get to see
well aware of all your missed opportunities
a blank canvas wont attract guided tourists
following the true paintings
you're too blue, all they want is to brighten up
lets lighten our room

shout shout shout
the pit of my gut constricted with this
dreaded misery but instead
i'll chose to swallow this storming sea
wipe it all out of memory
and i'll do it unsuccessfully
don't tell me i am wrong
don't tell me how i'm not alive
but tell me how i'm doing just fine
lie to me, make me believe
i'm doing quite alright
i'm doing just fine