Texty: Dynamite Boy. Man Of The Year.
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You don't know what I'm going through
nothing is the way I want it too
I search for something more meaningful
turn up nothing but ridicule
I'll make a change in my life
when i decide that I'm through
don't think a moment in time
could ever shift what I say
real life is such a mundane
my world is growing away
take time to brush the flowers
turn everyday so sour
Everyday I think I'll change my mind
course of action that will unwind
started as a simple rivalry
and ended with the world despising me
I'll make a change in my life
when I decide that I'm through
don't think a moment in time
could ever shift what I say
real life is such a mundane
my world is growing away
take time to brush the flowers
turn everyday so sour
how could blue skies
cause one to cry
what is it that hurts devotion
what's a day dream
without a thing too
real life is such a mundane
my world is growing away
take time to brush the flowers
turn everyday so sour
(how could blue skies)
real life is such a mundane
(cause one to cry)
my world is growing away
(what is it that hurts devotion)
take time to brush the flowers
(what's a day dream)
(without a thing too)
turn everyday so sour
You don't know what I'm going through
nothing is the way I want it too
I search for something more meaningful
turn up nothing but ridicule
I'll make a change in my life
when i decide that I'm through
don't think a moment in time
could ever shift what I say
real life is such a mundane
my world is growing away
take time to brush the flowers
turn everyday so sour
Everyday I think I'll change my mind
course of action that will unwind
started as a simple rivalry
and ended with the world despising me
I'll make a change in my life
when I decide that I'm through
don't think a moment in time
could ever shift what I say
real life is such a mundane
my world is growing away
take time to brush the flowers
turn everyday so sour
how could blue skies
cause one to cry
what is it that hurts devotion
what's a day dream
without a thing too
real life is such a mundane
my world is growing away
take time to brush the flowers
turn everyday so sour
(how could blue skies)
real life is such a mundane
(cause one to cry)
my world is growing away
(what is it that hurts devotion)
take time to brush the flowers
(what's a day dream)
(without a thing too)
turn everyday so sour