The sentences were traps
Some words were not attached
Once you got to listening
The meaning would collapse
Things will change
I'll adapt
Knee swoll up by the side of the road
I wanna close my eyes
Gonna lie in a hole
Dying in the streets for performance art
While all the foreigners and the tourists watch
Come on man you remember me
I had a hit song last century
I guess that it wasn't really meant to be
Don't lecture me 'bout destiny
A million little tiny shards
Glow beneath the shining stars
They don't really know me
But they hold me in such high regard
The sentences were traps
Some words were not attached
Once you got to listening
The meaning would collapse
Things will change
I'll adapt
Some words were not attached
Once you got to listening
The meaning would collapse
Things will change
I'll adapt
Knee swoll up by the side of the road
I wanna close my eyes
Gonna lie in a hole
Dying in the streets for performance art
While all the foreigners and the tourists watch
Come on man you remember me
I had a hit song last century
I guess that it wasn't really meant to be
Don't lecture me 'bout destiny
A million little tiny shards
Glow beneath the shining stars
They don't really know me
But they hold me in such high regard
The sentences were traps
Some words were not attached
Once you got to listening
The meaning would collapse
Things will change
I'll adapt
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