Brendan Grady, Adam Kelley
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After my gift is gone. It’s ok everyone says.
After my goal was sitting minding my need.
Inside I feel I’m left to me. After we can be our minds.
Anything that’s not so right. When will you see?
You’re not like me. You’re anything but. Anything I’ll ever see.
And you give up but I will not. And I speed up when you stop.
And I don’t notice ‘cause we’re busy making music form of self.
When everything’s not all mine. When no one can understand me.
When it’s all a lie. It was all my life.
Selfish. Self. My way. Those were the days.
I think I’m bout to live it has to be I’m ready,
I cannot continue to see this fucking ceiling
Stand up or stand in this spot, this feeling.
Anyone can figure out that’s just a fucking myth.
And you talk about anything that I be.
Night after night keep my eye on you.
I cannot transcribe what’s going on inside of me.
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