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[00:00.210]What it tis it taint &What it taint it tis
[00:03.450]Its the theme of where we're goin'
[00:34.890]See the police man notice the lonely man
[00:37.980]How do you think he keeps his head on straight
[00:40.320]Can you feel his rhythm What do you think he visions
[00:43.680]When he squints at the line from behind those shades
[00:45.960]Feel the summer's crest overdressed
[00:48.990]So much sweat his skin begins to chafe
[00:51.660]Its the surface sweat the nervous mess
[00:54.390]Overbearing and jaded from carrying the weight
[00:57.390]Irritated and constipated
[00:59.880]And its all covered player hated funnelled and consolidated
[01:03.060]Into the shell of one man with a gun
[01:05.459]Riding that thin line between the program and the sun
[01:08.370]And I don't hate you tryin to relate to
[01:11.370]Wishin you could find a trap door to escape through
[01:14.100]But if I see you as a threat to my seedling or my sibling
[01:17.010]I'll die to pull the plug on your machine
[01:19.350]And I just might just find somebody
[01:22.410]And I just might just love somebody
[01:25.020]And I just might just feel somebody
[01:27.780]And I just might just kill myself
[01:36.750]Somebody
[01:41.670]Can you see her
[01:42.780]She spends her whole day in a theater
[01:45.030]Livin her time in the life that she would prefer
[01:47.520]&she stirs nothing comes &goes she wishes
[01:50.280]Surroundings oblivious to her whole existence
[01:53.190]But if they only knew
[01:55.590]About the thoughts that she can't seem to stop from comin through
[01:58.170]Comin' across
[01:59.280]At a loss for dialouge
[02:00.240]Walkin through the fog
[02:01.770]With her eyes closed &her mind gone
[02:03.990]And now she lives in the films that she sees
[02:06.720]And daydreams that she kills us repeatedly
[02:09.630]I'm impressed with the tolerance she brandishes
[02:11.700]If it was me I would snapped from the sheer overanxiousness
[02:15.480]Of waitin for the day she strolls through Muddy Waters
[02:18.060]And slaughters sons &daughters and bloodies mothers and fathers
[02:21.090]Lovely little *case*study castaway cutie
[02:23.670]Masturbating in back of that matinee movie
[02:26.520]And someday oneday when the credits roll
[02:29.040]She'll hold a pocket full of gunplay for the ignorant souls
[02:31.980]Then we'll know what depth awake touches sleep
[02:34.860]Make me walk the thin line between shallow and deep
[02:37.770]And I just might just find somebody
[02:43.110]And I just might just love somebody
[02:48.720]And I just might just feel somebody
[02:54.270]And I just might just kill somebody
[02:58.110]My body
[02:59.760]He used to write his rhymes and recite his lines all the time
[03:02.820]Sometimes he'd make them up right off the top of his mind
[03:05.580]After doin shows for years gettin respect from peers
[03:08.550]Killed the ego lookin at these people like *they*weird
[03:11.400]Road trips turn to head trips
[03:13.740]Became a hunger for sedatives and essentric ettiqute
[03:16.920]Optimism needs to feed off self esteem
[03:19.500]But it seems as if he doesn't see it or hasn't felt a thing
[03:22.530]Records sell well but still undergound
[03:24.960]Travels town to town
[03:26.010]Holdin hands with fans that love his sound
[03:28.140]When it comes around *let*s hope you can enjoy it
[03:30.900]Don't slow down momentum afraid he might destroy it
[03:33.450]When he stops to shake the hand I doubt they understand
[03:36.300]That here now stands only the shadow of a man
[03:38.940]Havin a hard time with life on a drumroll
[03:41.520]Walkin that high wire passin it off is humble
[03:44.460]But it's a thin line between screams and smiles
[03:47.340]Seen the miles wishin he can go home &read to his child
[03:50.220]But tonight's the last day put the butt in the ashtray
[03:53.250]Locked the door and slit both of his wrists backstage
[04:02.340]Onwards forwards contin*uos*renaissance
[04:12.750]Encore ignorance wrapped inside of innocence
[04:18.329]Onwards forwards contin*uos*renaissance
[04:21.329]Encore ignorance wrapped inside of innocence
[04:24.030]Onwards forwards contin*uos*renaissance
[04:26.910]Encore ignorance wrapped inside of innocence
[04:35.010]Nothing but love for the music and its offspring
[04:37.350]Bouncin' off the boxsprings just tryin to make it to the cross*ings*
[04:43.530]I just might just
[04:49.140]I just might just