A Dime a Dozen
This is where the bodies collect
Manifest, then disappear without a trace
Led astray by what they seek
Unsatisfied, dissipate their present state
Forever exchanging lines in your head
Will only pull you under
We all have future resting places and we are all former strangers
Just worry about the now and you'll be further than you've ever been
If seeing is believing
Life seems to have meaning
But I'm not convinced
I'm not so sure
This is where the bodies collect
Manifest, then disappear without a trace
Led astray by what they seek
Unsatisfied, dissipate their present state
Eliminate the chains of thoughts
That restrain you from moving forward
We all have future resting places and we are all former strangers
Agonizing over what's to come
Will never work in your favor
If seeing is believing
Life seems to have meaning
But I'm not convinced
I'm not so sure
Forever exchanging lines in your head
Will only pull you under
Break the cycle now
A dime a dozen
Everywhere you look these days
All painting pictures
Worth not even a single word
Wasted time with wasteful minds
Always agonizing over what's to come
Manifest, then disappear without a trace
Led astray by what they seek
Unsatisfied, dissipate their present state
Forever exchanging lines in your head
Will only pull you under
We all have future resting places and we are all former strangers
Just worry about the now and you'll be further than you've ever been
If seeing is believing
Life seems to have meaning
But I'm not convinced
I'm not so sure
This is where the bodies collect
Manifest, then disappear without a trace
Led astray by what they seek
Unsatisfied, dissipate their present state
Eliminate the chains of thoughts
That restrain you from moving forward
We all have future resting places and we are all former strangers
Agonizing over what's to come
Will never work in your favor
If seeing is believing
Life seems to have meaning
But I'm not convinced
I'm not so sure
Forever exchanging lines in your head
Will only pull you under
Break the cycle now
A dime a dozen
Everywhere you look these days
All painting pictures
Worth not even a single word
Wasted time with wasteful minds
Always agonizing over what's to come
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Fisher, Wyatt Mc Laughlin, Storm Strope, Thomas Giamanco
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