Surrounded & Alone

Oh my, how it has grown
From a picketed white fence to your brownstone
Insatiable itch straight to the bone
Now surrounded and alone

Like the difference between tangerines & clementines
If we take a look behind the scenes we all forget our lines
If we nuke it all to smithereens ain't no kids left behind
If we give into our fantasies we all desensitize
If it's as simple as it seems we tend to over-emphasize
If we learn that it's in our genes we start to lose our minds
We can get into the door with these but not the paradigms
We can't achieve our dreams until we recognize

Drowning, Trying to make it on our own
Frowning, Trying to keep a polite tone
I'd be lying, if I say there is no hardest way
But at the end of the day there is no better way to take

I kind of like the way that y'all spread butter on your bread
It's kind of like the way we leave our weakest there for dead
I don't mind a hike as long as there's straight green around my head
I'm the kind of Mike that thinks like all you other knuckleheads
I hate this word of mouth but it really must be said
Little late for any doubt but if you must then go ahead
Stick your thorny knife into, my capillary bed
You might just end my life, but in the end we'll all be dead

Drowning, Trying to make it on our own
Frowning, Trying to keep a polite tone
I'd be lying, if I say there is no hardest way
But at the end of the day there is no better way to take