I know someday I’ll pass, and maybe then rest, I’m laying on my back; Heaven’s my bench press ‘Cause my imagination is crazy as Glenn Beck A cloud is floating by in the shape of a rent check And when the world ends, that’s what I’ll plan towards Then I’ll trust girlfriends and maybe landlords Cause I been played but I’m looking for more I say, "What would I gain if I took it to court?" ‘Cause if people were perfect then there wouldn’t be war We stay pushing but once we get a foot in the door We get our toes chopped off and a foot of manure I still gotta believe people Are good at the core ‘Cause if we weren’t, what’s at stake? Why would we stay to break what we make And create all these beautiful mistakes When they blow our house down let’s draw on the walls -- Watsky
Posted on: Tue, 03 Sep 2013 14:00:52 +0000
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