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Try to have some fun with this oneSometimes its good to live life betterSlow paceRaces are being won and songs are being sung by Starring at the sun and catching phrases with my tongueWell I don't want to be the one to tell myself I can't make it While I have the chance I'll take it Intricate With all that I have I'll try to keep it InterestingI'll put them together and see whether yourListening Not because I forced you toBecause the combination of your body and your mind Felt inclined to spend some time with the rhythm we designedWhatever the reason I'll search for the season of changeStrange days minimum wage Commercial cageThree cheers for the slaveHow did it start?Nobody knowsYou light the candle everyone blowsWishing for a wishing well to wish for some wishes inWishy-washy bukakeSoggy head Dead Poet SocietyLetras de cancionesI'm a hip hopicritI did it on purposeIf it sounds cornyYou bore me with you mc criticism Mr. lyricism with a stigmatism For stuttering stupidly uttered mutteringsAnd covering yourself with the wealth of an idiotSinking in the move through quicksandI'd offer you a hand but I just kinda planned on sitting back and laughing (Ha)Lately I've been stating a lot of the obviousIt's getting obnoxious These boxes are befuddling my task given tangibilitySilly we like to think of ourselves as having somebodyUntil you find out nobody cares Playing shows for blank stares and breathing the stank airGiving it all to remember and taking it all back for your selfThe game that takes experience cannot be gauged in a form of wealth One day when the sun comes back to earth and burns all its inhabitantsI'll make sure to be wearing my insulated suitI'll step to the place of worshipingconsult the law of averagesTo make sure it is possible for me to still be aliveSome days I live on couches and floors Other times I live in my parents' home I feel no breed of energy when I'm there so I feel the need to roamI get on my father's bicycle and take a blind cruise through suburbiaCatching glimpses of innocent faces that never dealt with, never hadJust minding my own business and soaking up dirty looks from athletic dadsJust cause they know what I would do to their soccer momOld money compliments new money confidenceI don't really fit in this neighborhood Shoddy Pilates and half assed aerobicphobicsLounging in a sofa (?) Dr. Atkins on a wheat bun Smart moms know how kids grow on sweet pickles From Letras Mania