It's not so bad
Riding my bike outside
The world's depressed, I don't know why
We trade our dreams for what they want
Are we free or are we stuck
Do I have to get a job
I think I'd rather sleep outside
Hike and read and create art
What I don't need I won't buy
I never wanted what you advertised
A pile of things meant to satisfy
A consciousness unanalyzed
I'm coming home
I'm never coming home again
Living in walls
We decorate with what we own
Do you feel safe when you're alone
In my bad dreams I'm in your home
Are we chasing what we really want
When we die are we really gone
I ate the fruit they said would banish me
And saw the good inside humanity
I'm coming home
I'm on my way
I'm coming home
I'm never coming home again
Sell your soul for what they say and promise you
We're the same but honestly, I'm glad I'm not you
Consciously unconscious
Armored to the core of what you hid away
Is it hard to breathe with all that weight
Holding on another day
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It's not so bad
Riding my bike outside
The world's depressed, I don't know why
We trade our dreams for what they want
Are we free or are we stuck
Do I have to get a job
I think I'd rather sleep outside
Hike and read and create art
What I don't need I won't buy
I never wanted what you advertised
A pile of things meant to satisfy
A consciousness unanalyzed
I'm coming home
I'm never coming home again
Living in walls
We decorate with what we own
Do you feel safe when you're alone
In my bad dreams I'm in your home
Are we chasing what we really want
When we die are we really gone
I ate the fruit they said would banish me
And saw the good inside humanity
I'm coming home
I'm on my way
I'm coming home
I'm never coming home again
Sell your soul for what they say and promise you
We're the same but honestly, I'm glad I'm not you
Consciously unconscious
Armored to the core of what you hid away
Is it hard to breathe with all that weight
Holding on another day
Riding my bike outside
The world's depressed, I don't know why
We trade our dreams for what they want
Are we free or are we stuck
Do I have to get a job
I think I'd rather sleep outside
Hike and read and create art
What I don't need I won't buy
I never wanted what you advertised
A pile of things meant to satisfy
A consciousness unanalyzed
I'm coming home
I'm never coming home again
Living in walls
We decorate with what we own
Do you feel safe when you're alone
In my bad dreams I'm in your home
Are we chasing what we really want
When we die are we really gone
I ate the fruit they said would banish me
And saw the good inside humanity
I'm coming home
I'm on my way
I'm coming home
I'm never coming home again
Sell your soul for what they say and promise you
We're the same but honestly, I'm glad I'm not you
Consciously unconscious
Armored to the core of what you hid away
Is it hard to breathe with all that weight
Holding on another day
Writer: Ben Balusek
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