| I must be one of just a dozen voices
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| To have had a single chance
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| To make some better choices
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| I’m just like them
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| My promise was squandered
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| Spent my night and weeks alone
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| Prematurely plastered
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| I can’t tell you I never saw this coming
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| Feeling born against the grain
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| A life full of just stress and strain
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| Seems every time
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| I keep myself from drowning
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| I feel the weight and pull on all the bags
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| I keep around me
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| Yeah, and it’s ok and it’s alright
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| Living like a satellite
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| Never letting out what’s inside
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| I’m just a man and the best plan
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| Is to avoid the wreck and I guess
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| Be set for whatever happens next
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| Expecting what we don’t expect
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| I’m hanging on
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| To my initial preference
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| To stay away from the machine
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| Deny my dependence
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| It’s so unclear what my future’s holding
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| What I believe seems obsolete
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| Windows are closing
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| I‘ll celebrate the small victories of
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| Favored posts and faded tees
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| A roladex of memories
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| Yeah, and it’s ok and it’s alright
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| Living like a parasite
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| Never letting out what’s inside
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| I’m just a man and the best plan
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| Is to avoid the wreck and I guess
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| Be set for whatever happens next
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| Expecting what we don’t expect
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| I’m proud to be
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| Part of a vast minority
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| I’m proud to be
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| Part of a vast minority |