In the Mold
You know it ain't easy
Livin' this way
Tossed and turned
And I'm told now what to say
In the classroom
'Till the end of the year
While I hide in the shadows
And sneak a few bottles of beer
Many people meet
Down by the river
And share the same muddy water
I am sailing on these gulfstream waters
And signaling I'm not in the mold
We share the same advancements
In our acting game
Cast in the spotlight
As we try to make a popular name
On the molded walkway
We reach the same locations
Unless we wake up and find
Our self in the blink of an eye
Many people meet
Down by the river
And share the same muddy water
I am sailing on these gulfstream waters
And signaling I'm not in the mold
There's so much more
Than dictated notions
Spreading across the land
I hope one day
That you can then see
Your individuality
Stuck in the moment
Burned in the past
Tryin' to find a name
That I hope and pray will somehow last
Now the faces are changin'
I'm workin' the chain
When the sun goes down
And the clouds turn into rain
Many people meet
Down by the river
And share the same muddy water
I am sailing on these gulfstream waters
And signaling I'm not in the mold
Livin' this way
Tossed and turned
And I'm told now what to say
In the classroom
'Till the end of the year
While I hide in the shadows
And sneak a few bottles of beer
Many people meet
Down by the river
And share the same muddy water
I am sailing on these gulfstream waters
And signaling I'm not in the mold
We share the same advancements
In our acting game
Cast in the spotlight
As we try to make a popular name
On the molded walkway
We reach the same locations
Unless we wake up and find
Our self in the blink of an eye
Many people meet
Down by the river
And share the same muddy water
I am sailing on these gulfstream waters
And signaling I'm not in the mold
There's so much more
Than dictated notions
Spreading across the land
I hope one day
That you can then see
Your individuality
Stuck in the moment
Burned in the past
Tryin' to find a name
That I hope and pray will somehow last
Now the faces are changin'
I'm workin' the chain
When the sun goes down
And the clouds turn into rain
Many people meet
Down by the river
And share the same muddy water
I am sailing on these gulfstream waters
And signaling I'm not in the mold
Credits
Writer(s): Blake Gorman
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