[Hook] Burn it down, build it back Its bound to crash Stand back, watch it collapse Lets start from scratch [Verse 1] My big brothers hip with a pager Package of razors Shaved my face, warm water, dull blade Peach fuzz black, becoming of age Formed an opinion, joined in the conversation Think on your own why you still got the motivation Smell it on our breath Youngins wanna have fun Package of cinnamon gum Johnny Reubonic, fresh off the tongue Old school hip hop Adidas and tube socks Boom box in the boondocks Harass rednecks, bump the cops Down by the creek Philosophical potheads Just say no, just a guess Had the opposite effect We made plans to be genius nomads Put a spare pair of boxer shorts in my bookbag [Hook] [Verse 2] Found God, called Him friend My plans changed again Went crazy, lost my mind Felt peace in desperate times Convinced Im not confused Followed the truth without proof Went looking for absolutes Rediscovered a new found youth Package matches, happy accidents Dancing on ashes in the basement when the roof caves in Starting over, gaining closure, this is not the end But the beginning of something better, lets pretend [Hook]
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