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Been doing a lot of thinking lately.
Past present future, mistakes?
I make em, they made me.
I'm just thankfull that, Jesus. takes. em.
Because you know what?
I get to a place, I. cant. take. them.
Now listen up to how it rips me apart
To the point my scars bleed scaaarrs.
Like someone grabbed the keys hopped in a
car and drove it straight through my heeeaarrt.
Split in two I'm the He* the others the *Art
It's my muse, that's my fuse, Feel the heat? Just a thought.
I get knocked down, hit the cement.
Life is haarrd.
But you know what makes it harder.
I can't be first, I'm a father.
Maybe Dad made me take it farther.
Let's slow it down, pause for a minute.
How do you like your bacon? Soft or crispy? Are you still with me?

Pour me some coffee, pass a cookie.
Same subject, we still cooking.
You might just say I like it soouutheerrn.
I love my biscuits gravy cooveerred.
Tisk tisk, they say no way,
hop in a ship, I sail away, seylavee, I stay a slave.
Pass the cliffs as I ride,
Wave to a Mer* to clean up the mess,
I have made (*maid). Shep the shep,
Have you heard aboouut. me.
Seems to be a lot of talk aboouut. me.
About face, saving grace, make it stop.
Remember the taste, just a thought.
M.R.E., tryin' to survive on memooriees.
Ever feel like your just floatin' along?
I get to dream within a song.
Pour me a glass, I'll surly slip.
Every time you offer it.
Maybe I can,
Ball it up, crawl inside, all of it.
Like a fish bowl, I'm amusement
For the people that are clueless.
They point in laugh, they... don't... know.
At any moment they could feel my wrath.
Usual destruction of my aftermath,
When I don't get what I want.
Used to be Superman, mind state
Flying to save Lois Lane,
but they asked what would you do for a Klondike baaaar?
They looked suprised when I ate Kryptonite like a candy baaaar.
Broken teeth, broken views, everyone so critical.
Especially the ones that hurt the most,
Translate, I don't love you.

Mom's Dad's our tounges are hurtfull.
It was Lex I felt the rueger.

Took it farther than the rest.
Only to proove that I am very diff-er-ent.

I'm just me... I cant be anyone else.
God made me in his image...

Most of those around me dont know I,
or they don't know that I dreamed of being
a pilot someday when I was a little boy...

Somewhere along the race I dropped the baton... and lost myself.

Good news tho...
Babies are born everyday...
New opportunites, what a beautiful thing...