Well, I hate my writing It's all the same But it trips like posture My head just hangs
And I hate myself, man But who's to blame? I guess I'm just see-through Window panes
Because if it's our way...
To take on the world It would be somethin' To take on the world It would be somethin' To take on the world It would be somethin' To take on the world It would be somethin'
Something Something
I still hate my music It's all the same But it trips like posture My head just hangs
And I hate myself, man But who's to blame? I guess I'm just fucked up Or too insane
Because if it's our way...
To take on the world It would be somethin' To take on the world It would be somethin' To take on the world It would be somethin' To take on the world It would be somethin'
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