Watched everyone,
seen everything.
Can't believe it was meant to be.
Saw many things,
blamed many people,
Including myself, for the shit that we believe.
But if I knew something,
about not knowing nothing,
I know I can't stop thinkin'.
I can't stop thinkin'.
Fought the cause,
didn't really get that far it seemed.
Saw through the flaws,
and wrote these to help people see.
Woke up to these hell raised conversations,
across the new, New York station.
To the smell of the sweet bacon,
and a group of kids that are fakin'.
But if i knew something,
about not knowing nothing,
I know I can't stop thinkin'.
I can't stop thinkin'.
Just imagine,
what it would be like.
Paint a perfect image,
in your brain.
Because the picture frame,
is out of balance.
But, what would it really look like?
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