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You swore it was the right decision
So I awoke to see you off
Searching for a better vision
You abide by your own thoughts
If I subscribe to your ideas
Do I assume you as a leader?
Could I pick and choose from the books you gave
To make my opinions clearer?
Tally marks on the wall from every breath
I wanted to leave in a silent death
Pull off the road 'cause I can't take it
I'll try to save face, but I can't fake it
If I subscribe to your ideas
Do I assume you as a leader?
Could I pick and choose from the books you gave
To make my opinions clearer?
Whatever happened to the book you were writing?
You called me a savage, but I took to your liking
Swallow this down, it helps with those thoughts
But now I can't sleep and they're casting lots
Drafted poorly, not promised permanence
I exist alone in my ignorance
Come on Jamie, read me your tattoos
There's still so much left for us to do
My knuckles are pushing and fighting to get out
My hands turning white, I'm swept up in doubt
I'm like a record spinning 'til I'm relevant
Then burning out 'cause I'm out of my element
My knuckles are pushing and fighting to get out
(I stared long and it's coming back)
My hands turning white, I'm swept up in doubt
(When I want I paint my nails black)
I'm like a record spinning 'til I'm relevant
(You go to a world made of glass)
Then burning out 'cause I'm out of my element
(The streets are paved but you walk on grass)

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