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Check one, it's done
I think I'll lay down for a minute just to sit back up
Cool the sweat up in my bed again, damn it
I wish that I could stop the Earth spinning
But something tells me that this all might
Just have been the beginning of something
Can't wrap my head around it
And when I think I've found it
Yo, there it goes again, lost it
Has it run from me or did I toss it?
Either way I'm right back on that street corner
Hating every suit and tie that crossed my line, motherfucker

I'm so sick of swimming through all this bullshit
That I might just load a clip
And fucking flip out on the planet

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Yo, I can't even keep my friends alive
'Cause I can't even keep myself alive
Two choices, run or hide
Fake the feelings that lie inside
Fake our love to kill our minds
Born to die on this piece of trash
Busted down piece of shit
Holes in the walls that we crawl behind
Holes in the hearts that beat inside
Holes in the dreams that we die to find
Holes in the sun that shines a light for sleepless nights
And lonely beds beneath the blown out streetlights

Check two, is this for you or is this for me?
See I never really got if I was feeling ya'll
You feeling me?
Nah, cynical motherfuckers
Smiling at your brother right before
You're gearing to kill up on each other
And them think tanks turn drink tanks
And those dickheads turn fucked dicks 'til their death beds
Fat gets fatter faster than the poor get put to sleep
And all the intellectuals just get born to die dreaming
Dead presidents still tearing up that fucking steaming

I'm so pissed, I can barely fucking take it
I can never fucking take it
That's the problem I've been facing

Yo, I can't even keep my friends alive
'Cause I can't even keep myself alive
Two choices, run or hide
Fake the feelings that lie inside
Fake our love to kill our minds
Born to die on this piece of trash
Busted down piece of shit
Holes in the walls that we crawl behind
Holes in the hearts that beat inside
Holes in the dreams that we die to find
Holes in the sun that shines a light for sleepless nights
And lonely beds beneath the blown out streetlights

Guns drawn, soldiers wait
At the gates of the temple of our minds
I know the end is nigh
But I'll be riding straight to the sun and beyond
Yo, I'll be dying on no one's time but mine
Guns drawn, soldiers wait
At the gates of the temple of our minds
I know the end is nigh
But I'll be riding straight to the sun and beyond
Yo, I'll be dying on no one's time but mine

Yo, I can't even keep my friends alive
'Cause I can't even keep myself alive
Two choices, run or hide
Fake the feelings that lie inside
Fake our love to kill our minds
Born to die on this piece of trash
Busted down piece of shit
Holes in the walls that we crawl behind
Holes in the hearts that beat inside
Holes in the dreams that we die to find
Holes in the sun that shines a light for sleepless nights
And lonely beds beneath the blown out streetlights
Beneath the blown out streetlights

Writer(s): Brendan Hagey, John Bowes

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