From chaos comes clarity, I tell ya What you appear to be, you oughtta know Glycerin' tears don't fool me, I tell ya Delusions plaguing everybody Makin
Don't let me down, don't let me down again Don't let me down, don't let me down again Don't let me down, don't let me down again Don't let me down, don
I can't free myself of the suspicion for your motives on your mission Some people live for the rules, I live for exceptions Can't take part in the deception
Wake your mind up, clear your eyes up Move and rise up before your times up Clock is tickin', you're caught slippin' Stop to realize, look and listen
Picked up on the wrong scent, not gonna make a dent How many times are you in my rhymes Burn me once, shame on thee But burn me again, shame on me I'm
I will never understand you When will I stop trying? I mean, 'cause it's just not how I planned to Spend my time 'til dying I mean, champagne, California
Between this world and the next I want to locate a bit of you Will I feel it Or gaze an emptiness Who guessed it could be so unfinished A never-ending
How long has it been Since you let me in? I need it yesterday I've always been that way, oh I'm excitable to a fault But that's my fault All the time
(Make it funky like this) I was at this club minding my tea I saw this fine young thing, so, I thought that I would see I don't smoke but I asked her
Oh, a whole new way of looking at things The way you react to phone rings The way it feels when you just let it flow Sometimes I wonder just how it could
Uncalm, uncalm, uncalm Listen to the drummer, just listen to the strings Listen to the DJ just rappin' and things Once I get a message from you, I get
Passin' the kind buds kickin' back in the sand in the sun To be alive is lovin' where the shore meets the seaman I'm hummin' I'm hummin' I'm free as
There was an earthquake In her dreams so she thinks her Foundation is crumbling away Fault lines in her words Hoping to show her so disturbed that Has
Today seems like a good day to burn a bridge or two The one with old wood creaking that would burn away right on cue I try to be not like that but some
You know I'm ready and I rock steady My name's not Betty or Teddy but Nick And I'm not a hick with a head tick Though I am from Nebraska My girl is satisfied
Yeah, uh huh, uhh Aww, shit, what, uhh, you know the freaks can't handle it We keep on searchin' from the seaside To the mountainside, come on Hardly
the drums is the one Chad Sexton Super phat beats that you just can't fuck with Doing the type of shit, gonna have a good run With the stupid motherfuckers and those party going thieves Living my life with them, 311
Don't be afraid whatever you got, show Flaunt your personality, let me know your style You could make a mean hand out of what you been dealt 311 on