You wanna talk, lazy animals? How much I relate Ill throw myself in the back seat, just wait Ill be a big social barnacle We do this to ourselves I took a hit and it felt like groundswell Thats how I found trouble again Thats how I found trouble again Dont look now youre on your own Peace is a great outsider, who isnt often home The crashing drag of the daily maze We draw a lot about circles We buy a lot of fake praise Talkin with your aims low Thats a part of it Coolin with a head cold And the pantomimes feet Its not the street Walkin with your aims low Thats a part of it Coolin with a head cold And the pantomimes feet Its not the street So this is how we spend time This is how we see This is where we mold into something else we dont believe You wanna talk, lazy animals? How much I relate I took a hit and I tasted mistakes Thats how I found trouble again Thats when I found trouble again Dont look now youre on your own Peace is a great outsider, who isnt often home The crashing drag of the daily maze We draw a lot about circles We buy a lot of fake praise Walkin with your aims low Thats a part of it Coolin with a head cold And the pantomime feet Its not the street X4
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