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Metaphysical
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I was born in the summer for 1985
Not a day goes by that I'm not still struggling to survive
I wouldn't mind if a wave came and washed us all away
But that's the nihilist inside my metaphysical brain
I'm so plugged in to the world of 1984
They got the means to destroy if you're a provocateur
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, in this postwar digital age
And we're all slaves to the millennial American way
And I know there's nothing I can do
And I know you'll help me make it through
Somehow, someway, I've got to make a change
I'm way to set in my ways
Now it seems to me that we're all sensitive to the touch
Everyone's offended, and now it's become just a little too much
I'd rather die than sell myself to an ideal
I only like the things that make me feel so fucking real
I'll play the victim if you save me from myself
I'm way too proud to ever ask for someone's help
It's just a crime that there's no time, to go back and start again
The story's over when we finally reach the end
And I know there's nothing I can do
And I know you'll help me make it through
Somehow, someway, I've got to make a change
I'm way to set in my ways
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Stephen Michael James Gedney Carmichael, California
DIY, Self-Produced Musical Projects.
Art before Commerce.
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