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In the evening, the dust settles on the land I’m pickin’ out these tired chords with my rusty left hand
And it’s the same old song, haunted tunes of joy, If I’m preaching to the choir, that’s just me being coy

I wonder why I often feel so conflicted, isn’t that a lucky strife with which to be afflicted?
Here and there I worry my family when I fall out of my boat into that great grey matter sea

Sweaty sheets, dirty bare feet, and overwhelming heat from the sun
Devil claim me, and rename me, devil claim me and bleach all this mess from my bones

I wish I had, a cure-all remedy, for the constant wave of debilitating insecurities
And I’m a seasoned pro at jumping to conclusions, adding fuel to the fire of my basket-case delusions

The city bus says that I can feel fantastic, if I save the Earth by using less plastics
But my creature comforts are incriminating me, as I stand on the ocean cliffs and throw my garbage in the sea

Sweaty sheets, dirty bare feet, and overwhelming heat from the sun
Devil claim me, and rename me, devil claim me and bleach all this mess from my bones

Fireflies and summer storms, naps on the porch-swing when it’s unbearably warm.
Gather broken pieces into an old sack, pull the drawstring tight, as it’s a long way back

They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions, if that’s the case I deserve an honorable mention
If I could I would cut away all my rotten pieces, leaving you with something a little more decent

I have no life, don’t let me stop you living yours I’m staring out of the window with an open front door,
And I, I fuckin swear, one day I’ll grow a spine, forget everyone else’s backs and start focusing on mine

I’m pretty sure I’ve got an anxiety disorder, but I’m pretty good at smiling, so I’m just sitting at the border
Getting high on life seems to have associated fees, So I’ll just bring my bonnet if you’ll provide the bees.

Sweaty sheets, dirty bare feet, and overwhelming heat from the sun
Devil claim me, and rename me, devil claim me and bleach all this mess from my bones

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