Words
I'm tired of trying to fit in
because i keeping adding
but one and one don't add up
so i take the three and my doubt
enter a letter and make it alright
and when i feel blue i'll make it all black
because i can't go back to where i belong
it's been so long i hope you are still strong
i thought i could hold out this winters long
but the summer seems to be draging on out
it's not the sum of every man i worried about
just the day that we all may have to move out
leather and hardbacks all give me their doubts
and everywhere i look sell me out of my ways
sayin i am a wicked man for understanding
but i don't understand the way of Babylon
and all the proverbs and shurahs call
but they re just caved up words
lost to there own faulty ways
that makes a man to sin
in ways we dont belong
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