Life Forms
I don't care
I just don't fucking care anymore
About pleasing others for the right response
I'm not living
Not living until I am reborn
Escape the boundaries of complaisance
Armed with an ink eraser I try to break the lines
The smudge and tear
Nothing I do makes the gap clear
Armed with an ink eraser
I only blur the lines
The paper tears
Perforations ensnare
I don't want to be a part of it
And I don't care for all of this shit
And I don't want to be a part of it
And I don't fucking care
Some day's it feels like I am filling out a form
Ticking boxes just to get the right response
Place and X here please
You don't want to get it wrong
Graphite and ink
Outside the lines and you're done
Place and X here please you don't want to get it wrong
Graphite and ink outside the lines
Armed with an ink eraser I try to break the lines
The smudge and tear
Nothing I do makes the gap clear
Armed with an ink eraser
I only blur the lines
The paper tears
Perforations ensnare
And I don't want to be a part of it
And I don't care for all of this shit
And I don't want to be a part of it
And I don't fucking care
Do One Thing
Armed with an ink eraser I only blur the lines
And I don't want to be a part of it
And I don't care for all of this shit
And I don't want to be a part of it
And I don't fucking care
I just don't fucking care anymore
About pleasing others for the right response
I'm not living
Not living until I am reborn
Escape the boundaries of complaisance
Armed with an ink eraser I try to break the lines
The smudge and tear
Nothing I do makes the gap clear
Armed with an ink eraser
I only blur the lines
The paper tears
Perforations ensnare
I don't want to be a part of it
And I don't care for all of this shit
And I don't want to be a part of it
And I don't fucking care
Some day's it feels like I am filling out a form
Ticking boxes just to get the right response
Place and X here please
You don't want to get it wrong
Graphite and ink
Outside the lines and you're done
Place and X here please you don't want to get it wrong
Graphite and ink outside the lines
Armed with an ink eraser I try to break the lines
The smudge and tear
Nothing I do makes the gap clear
Armed with an ink eraser
I only blur the lines
The paper tears
Perforations ensnare
And I don't want to be a part of it
And I don't care for all of this shit
And I don't want to be a part of it
And I don't fucking care
Do One Thing
Armed with an ink eraser I only blur the lines
And I don't want to be a part of it
And I don't care for all of this shit
And I don't want to be a part of it
And I don't fucking care
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Borg, Chris Brown, Daniel Smith, Karl Sursham, Rob Piper
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