Arithmetics

I used to write with my hand down
Looked around, this is not an outlet
Oh, indisposed as I'd close my eyes
And I'd take off in a rocket

I read between the lines
I'd like to find
It's nothing but a lie
A wile
A ploy
An illusion of a choice
A voice
There never was a man who's not a boy

A man who's not a boy

Arithmetics aside
It's like this life
Is stepping out of line
To let me know
That I'm not in command
And then that nobody could ever understand
(Nobody, nobody else)

Why do I think I'm old at twenty-one?
'Cause a month from now I'll be twenty-three
Now we can only sit back
Lucky that we've got Christmas coming early

There's so much on my mind
In time I might
Begin to realize all this is why
I never got a chance to thank
These lies on which it's madness to depend

It's madness to depend

Arithmetics aside
It's like this life
Is stepping out of line
To let me know
That I'm not in command
And then that nobody could ever understand

Yeah, arithmetics aside
It's like this life
Is lacking in surprise
It's time to strike
There's order in the pack
Attack
This kind of courage isn't coming back
Back now
This kind of courage isn't coming back
Back now
This kind of courage isn't coming back
Back now
This kind of courage isn't coming back
Back now
This kind of courage isn't coming back
Back now
This kind of courage isn't coming back



Credits
Writer(s): Renaud Mccarthy
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