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Maybe I'll Burn the Maps
Do you choose to believe in anything?
I dont, because I've been walking city streets.
Late at night until the break of dawn.
Kicking rocks on a road that once was a lawn.
And it's the same thing again and again.
Complaining to friends who are indifferent.
Talking to walls that do not talk back.
Maybe I'll shut up; maybe I'll burn the maps.
Dragging along and just playing pretend.
Wipping your ass hoping you don't find shit.
Expecting new results each new day,
After doing the same thing causes insanity.
It might be straight forward.
I'm dumbing it down for you.
I can't give a metaphor to a group that doesn't have a goddamned clue.
