Non-Toxic (Remix)

I'm one of those things you'll save forever, but never need.

Like an old newspaper no one has time to read

This child has grown into a dead end

Since I lost the power to pretendBut it's all right, that's who I am inside

Not much to say on this non-toxic, ordinary dayThat's no superhero standing right in front of us

So take this pocket full of Kryptonite and beat it back to Metropolis

There's only room for one on this microphone

In my finest hour I'm still aloneBut old news can change, as memories float downstream

So don't judge me by my failures, only by my dreams.

Songwriters

SCHERR, MITCHELL ALLANPublished by

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