I walk the line of the disappointed
I celebrate when Im in pain
My heart and mind can be disjointed
I built a bed in this hole I made
I recognize that Im damaged
I sympathize that you are too
But I wanna breathe without feelin so self-conscious
But its hard when the world's starin at you
Another piece of the puzzle, it doesnt fit
You throw your arms up, youre so damn sick of it
What are you working for
What are you searching for
love
You wont be thinking of cars when
Youre on your death bed and dyin
Youll only be thinkin of what you are paying for,
what you are praying for
Love
You join the line of the getting richer
You keep your pace but its movin slow
You are defined by all that you have hoarded
But youre surprised it doesnt fill up the hole.
Another piece of the puzzle, it doesnt fit
You throw your arms up, youre so damn sick of it
What are you coping for
What are you hoping for
love
You wont be thinking of cars when
Youre on your death bed and dyin
Youll only be thinkin of what you are paying for,
what you are praying for
Love
Ill never be what I see on the tv screen
I just keep dreaming of what Im never gonna be
I cant think of a better way to waste my time then try
Another piece of the puzzle, it doesnt fit
You throw your arms up, youre so damn sick of it
What are you hurtin for
What are you searching for
Love love love love
You wont be thinking of cars when
Youre on your death bed and dyin
Youll only be thinkin of what you are paying for,
what you are praying for
Love love love love
You wont be thinkin of cars when
Youre on your death bed and dyin
Youll only be thinkin of what are you workin for,
what are you waitin for
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