Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Don't Let 'Em Choose...

Don't let 'em tell you what you think is cool
Don't let 'em tell you what you think is right
Don't let 'em tell you what you think you should do

Do you recognize when the world won't stop for you?
Or when your days don't care what you got to do?
Or when your weight's too tough to lift up?
What do you do?
They don't choose for you.
Don't let 'em choose.

Do you recognize when the world won't stop for you?
Or when your days don't care what you got to do?
Or when your weight's too tough to lift up?
What do you do?
Don't let 'em choose for you.
That's on you.

Another day another dime
another state another mind
48 moves to choose
But no matter the coast
we all toast
the same PBR
So much settling for ours
There's so many lives
in so many lines waitin'
There's only so much time
so many die patient
So many skate
only where the ice is thin
We too nice
to not dive in right after them
We too right
to not sway a little
Wiggle from the path
Middle up
foot upon the gas
like the past
is the rear view
Last laugh
lands on the man
with the plan
to do
all that he can to do
all that he can

And we all save face in the face of our friends
And we all bend backwards to make amends
And we all take chances that change us
Civil with the self-hate just won't do

Do you recognize when the world won't stop for you?
Or when your days don't care what you got to do?
Or when your weight's too tough to lift up?
What do you do?
They don't choose for you.
Don't let 'em choose.

Do you recognize when the world won't stop for you?
Or when your days don't care what you got to do?
Or when your weight's too tough to lift up?
What do you do?
Don't let 'em choose for you.
That's on you.

A lot of my friends shake when they don't drink
All my friends wheeze in their sleep
All my friends think green
but can't afford to live it
Can't ignore the cynics
Can't explore the gimmicks
Can't report the dividends
Limited
only by the need to stay fed
And giving up is like Latin
it's dead
It don't happen
Don't even cross their head
Lost in our own web
But it's our bed
Sleep sucks

Or at least until I try
but at least until I'm right
but at least until I'm fly
let me get it on tight
But at least until it's mine
but at least until it's time
Let me set 'em up
AND knock 'em down
come on

But at least until I'm fine
but at least until I'm wrong
But at least until I got a piece to call my own
But at least until I'm grown
but at least until I'm gone
Say it

Goodbye.

Goodbye!


           -"Goodbye"
             P.O.S., Never Better


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