I run through the fence where your barbed comments rest
And I brush them all off
While I wipe the sweat off my head
Its not about words
When some false help the true
So ill bow my head down-
And my shoulders-
I'll run right through!
A jet lag to my chest
Im tired
I know you get tired too-
The world shakes with a heavy hand
So i laugh with a heavy smile
For the lack of things to do
And the lack of things to prove
Ill fall into your traps-
Chase the wire-
This blueprint that you drew;
I won't think to leave my town
So im planting my right foot
To get where i can't move...
(you take it too hard!)
And I brush them all off
While I wipe the sweat off my head
Its not about words
When some false help the true
So ill bow my head down-
And my shoulders-
I'll run right through!
A jet lag to my chest
Im tired
I know you get tired too-
The world shakes with a heavy hand
So i laugh with a heavy smile
For the lack of things to do
And the lack of things to prove
Ill fall into your traps-
Chase the wire-
This blueprint that you drew;
I won't think to leave my town
So im planting my right foot
To get where i can't move...
(you take it too hard!)
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