Definitely this is the wrong place to be
There's blood on the futon
There's a kid drinking fire
Going down to the seaThey got people to meet
Shaking hands with themselves
Looking out for themselvesWhen they ask you for credit
Give them a branch
When they want you to get it
Chew on the grassI know I know
'Cause they told me to tell you
There's nothing to tell you
There's nothing to sell youIn the afternoon
Riding the scapegoat
Burning equipment
DecomposingCool off your jets
Take off your sweats
I got a funny feeling
They got plastic in the afterlifeWhen they want you to cry
Leap into the sky
When they suck your mind
Like a pigeon you'll flyI know I know
It's the positive people
Running from their time
Looking for some feeling
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