This is the part of me that needs medication
This it the part of me that believes in heaven
This is the part of me that thinks outer space is
This is the part of me that wishes it was with it
This is the part of me that's trying to be funny
This is the part of me that loves my parents
This is the part of me that thinks ants are cavemen
This is the part of me that thinks all humans are ants
This is the part of me that learns from sitcoms
This is the part of me that means nothing
And I Do-O-O-O-n't know
Where I could go away and you could wish that I had stayed or just
Stayed gone
And I dont know
And I dont know at all
So, out of the contect and into what you meant
And you know your reasons
You dont know who you are but you know who you wanna be
So you go to the library to get yourself a book and you look and you look
But you didnt find anything to read
And I do-on't know at all
Left all my kinda parts rusting and peeling
That guy was complaining as he looked at the ceiling
My nose isn't that big it looks nothing like me
We're all doctors trading sadness for numbness
Grass looks much greener but it's green-painted cement
Mayors
(?) and machines now they're cleaning the pavement
You cant make dirt clean so we'll just lemon-scent it
Writer(s): Isaac Brock, Jeremiah Green
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