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I want to take of things that are real
But does not come to my aid
It brings forth these questions and I feel
It opposes and challenges my
Like why does the grow?
The leaves turn and
The moon that draws back all those
And how'd it get We couldn't recall
That's knowledge too to be retained

She me that she never liked my opinions
Call them askew and a waste of her
of writing each song with some meaning
All you do is lie boy, you lie boy you lie
So if I've got my convictions
When the day is done I can say i
Because I stop the world from spinning
But what I can do is take her out of my

I must choose wisely the note that I play
It the rest of the strain
The rhythm, the arrangement and made
It's the thing keeping me sane
why I absorb myself deep in each song
In hopes that it me away
But the parts never last long enough and the growing faint
And eventually the band the stage

She told me she never loved me for my music
Called it abrasive and and trite
of singing each song with some feeling
All you do it whine boy, you whine, boy you
me as I won't accept her position
Turned calloused and biased over (over time)
I tip my head to the side grinning
darling I never loved you for your mind

I must act quickly before it's too
Time is neither friend nor mine
It's been me closely every move that I make
to strike!