Like Clay
Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2008 12:32 pm
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You can shape and mold me in your head so you can truely see what ya wanna see
A wise man once told me, listen to yourself, so please wont you just let me be me
Just let me be free, with no chains holding me down in the rain with my clothes drippin
Of water and I keep limping through life cause I cant keep grippin on whats worth livin
Cant seem to fit-in to what societies given, we all have a plan, but mines not quite written
Its like theres no light when Im sittin, thinkin, bout how my buttons are pushed to the brink n
I cant comprehend when you try to lend a hand that you're just saving me from my own sinkin
But Im my own link-in the chain of the universe, but Ill admit that you were the first
To see my souls goals inside me to reach out and find what the future holds as memories unfold
Most were just letting me be cold, no one offered their hospitality, I was jus a minor technicality
I realized my own mind was jailin me, and my weaknesses are like a shadow thats tailin me
My former selfs dreamlessness bailing, and I'm no longer failing to issue my own decree
Dab my eyes with a tissue, my old self, Im going to miss you, sorry but this is whats best for me
You can shape and mold me in your head so you can truely see what ya wanna see
A wise man once told me, listen to yourself, so please wont you just let me be me
Just let me be free, with no chains holding me down in the rain with my clothes drippin
Of water and I keep limping through life cause I cant keep grippin on whats worth livin
Cant seem to fit-in to what societies given, we all have a plan, but mines not quite written
Its like theres no light when Im sittin, thinkin, bout how my buttons are pushed to the brink n
I cant comprehend when you try to lend a hand that you're just saving me from my own sinkin
But Im my own link-in the chain of the universe, but Ill admit that you were the first
To see my souls goals inside me to reach out and find what the future holds as memories unfold
Most were just letting me be cold, no one offered their hospitality, I was jus a minor technicality
I realized my own mind was jailin me, and my weaknesses are like a shadow thats tailin me
My former selfs dreamlessness bailing, and I'm no longer failing to issue my own decree
Dab my eyes with a tissue, my old self, Im going to miss you, sorry but this is whats best for me