
K.I.T. USS
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[Verse 1]
I could
Engineer a smile, make a train out of shopping carts, I
Could work in a factory that manufactures auto parts, well
I could be sleeping, I could be dead, oh
I could feel regretful, I'll be grateful instead, I could
Crawl up a mountain, or run on the spot, I could
Hate what I have instead of loving what I got, oh
I could be everyone or no one at all, it's
Clear now, it's always been my call
[Chorus]
So I'm
Keeping it together, maybe long enough to hold on
I'm keeping it together, maybe long enough to trust
I'm keeping it together, maybe long enough to feel love
I'm keeping it together, maybe all day if I must
[Verse 2]
Well I could
Leap frog a mile, raise some money for sick giraffes, I
Could invent a mood ring with a backpack-mounted polygraph, oh
I could be jealous, or insecure, I
Could contaminate myself, or work at staying pure, I could
Crawl up a willow tree or wallow and dread, I could
Make a permanent pen pal with the chatter in my head, oh
I could be everything or nothing at all, it's
Clear now, it's always been my call
I could
Engineer a smile, make a train out of shopping carts, I
Could work in a factory that manufactures auto parts, well
I could be sleeping, I could be dead, oh
I could feel regretful, I'll be grateful instead, I could
Crawl up a mountain, or run on the spot, I could
Hate what I have instead of loving what I got, oh
I could be everyone or no one at all, it's
Clear now, it's always been my call
[Chorus]
So I'm
Keeping it together, maybe long enough to hold on
I'm keeping it together, maybe long enough to trust
I'm keeping it together, maybe long enough to feel love
I'm keeping it together, maybe all day if I must
[Verse 2]
Well I could
Leap frog a mile, raise some money for sick giraffes, I
Could invent a mood ring with a backpack-mounted polygraph, oh
I could be jealous, or insecure, I
Could contaminate myself, or work at staying pure, I could
Crawl up a willow tree or wallow and dread, I could
Make a permanent pen pal with the chatter in my head, oh
I could be everything or nothing at all, it's
Clear now, it's always been my call
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