The Great "Ism-Schism" Shuffle

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Working hard, perfectionism goes right through you

Optimism misses this but pessimism never wins
No time for reason, just be okay, okay
Not okay
And I like the way you take me out for a while
Make me forget just to remember
What I am, anyway

Mannerisms mechanize
Into patterns you don't like
And so I follow like a dog
Howling out until I'm hollow

Narcissism takes your hand
Blindsides expectation as I
Look upon the burning traffic
Hands up, turn around
Bound in a collision crisis

Morals dictate that I mean it
Skepticism says that I'm not sorry
Why don't you feel it?
Why not turn back time for me?
You think you're so heroic, don't you?
I guess I can't take the criticism
Caught in the ism-schism
Forget the realism
I'll never let it go



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Writer(s): Papa Squat, The Magic Treehouse
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