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Somewhere between increasing size of the uniform
Maturity kicked in, and I grew up, mom
Molded to be different than the peers I grew among
If I were to, meet my child avatar, how I would be viewing him?
Changing every new annum, always was a unique kid
Sketching maps on living room, waltz with naval fleet
Dad wishing for a miniature of the neighbor's son
Planned
A spaceship to land on lands I never seen
Walk up to the random human like, "hey person
Why are you aiming your bow at that tree stem?
Which has been shot million times from an inch distance"
Used to scratch codes while I get my quarter back
Running with no goal, a referee in a soccer match
Watching television, used to stop for ads
To find a cheap way to get to America while I still operate
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Teleporting through a U tube, a chemical ruin
To somewhere, where they don't ask how they just ask 'when'?
Where they tell the truth when asked how they are doing
Religiously peaceful while the beef's stewing
Where love's marketed as branded
Not a highway to hell for your hippy grand kid
Where college is sweet and candied
Not a trainee residence for mid life crisis
Where a little bit of alcohol is not youthful devilry
Where feminine coconuts aren't censored for some cable tree
Where my mondays can't foretell my tuesdays
Where my funeral will not be like my forefather's, before new faces
I keep warning you, but you are like Eustace
Keep the status quo, yeah, my voyage will cost you a huge sum
But I will be happy, yes mom, yes, yes
I love you like weekends, but I live because of the weekdays

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