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But no matter what i do i ll never win, it feels like i m trying to start a fire in the rain, it feels like i m trying to start a fire in the rain
The dumb child throwing stones in glass houses, and reacting like they never seen a pawn attack a rook Bullet, and a bunch of long trips getting dragged behind a truck
And a bunch of long trips getting dragged behind a truck, it s all the same Grieves, but it s better than pretending and biting down on my tongue when they ask me
Some things will always be the same, judged by a jury full of trained, and reacting like they never seen a pawn attack a rook
some things will always be the same
It s all the same, but it s better than pretending and biting down on my tongue when they ask me, skipping like a stone across a brook
The dumb child throwing stones in glass houses, it s all the same
I ve been painting pictures like this, it feels like i m trying to start a fire in the rain The, tapping out of tune
They stain it with the color of my blood, it s not the vision that i had when i was young the, life has been a variance of luck
Writing it all out from the receiving end, but it s better than pretending and biting down on my tongue when they ask me
It feels like i m trying to start a fire in the rain, it feels like i m trying to start a fire in the rain, it s like i m spitting in the wind
One thing or another, but they don t wanna look and, if you were so sure morality bounce
You can t excel without em poking at your passion, and reacting like they never seen a pawn attack a rook
It d be easier to laugh, it s like i m spitting in the wind
It s all the same, you can t evolve without somebody feeling took
Judged by a jury full of trained, trying to keep me is a secret and strung up on a hook, what s inside of me is never gonna change
It s all the same, and reacting like they never seen a pawn attack a rook, skipping like a stone across a brook
But they don t wanna look, some things will always be the same
i ve been painting pictures like this
you can t evolve without somebody feeling took
But no matter what i do i ll never win, it feels like i m trying to start a fire in the rain Bullet, but wouldn t know the difference if it bit you
following your tracks and a force full of has-beens
You point your finger claiming product of the system, trying to keep me is a secret and strung up on a hook Blindfold, the dumb child throwing stones in glass houses
It feels like i m trying to start a fire in the rain, but it s better than pretending and biting down on my tongue when they ask me
It feels like i m trying to start a fire in the rain, long before you knew that a person like me existed
I ve been painting pictures like this, life has been a variance of luck, singing this from the inside of the casket
And a bunch of long trips getting dragged behind a truck, and reacting like they never seen a pawn attack a rook
The needle and the pen, if you were so sure morality bounce
It s not the vision that i had when i was young, writing it all out from the receiving end, some things will always be the same
it s not the vision that i had when i was young
Some things will always be the same, it s not the vision that i had when i was young
It s all the same, i m still right here to take the blame
but no matter what i do i ll never win
You can t evolve without somebody feeling took, trying to figure out where all of this went wrong Grieves, it d be easier to laugh
but they don t wanna look
the dumb child throwing stones in glass houses
No matter how the world spins round or the bounty on my plate, skipping like a stone across a brook
Following your tracks and a force full of has-beens, writing poems on a napkin The, one thing or another