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There's a burden to go with all this shine, Living for two is full time, But, every once in a while you run out of rocket fuel, Crash and burn, Like a stick in the mud, Thrown by Zeus, Awkward angles and all, The soft spots where they can see them, In your face, There are many things I would bleed for, But the biggest is banishing the dark-side Of all this light, I have to feel alone in a crowd of loved ones, So I don't do anything stupid with it, I lost you before I ever got to tell you what you meant, Or how I need you to get through the best times, I hear you at my worst, Like you reach out of the hole in my chest and touch me, Right here on the forehead, Tell me it's okay, Postcards to the anti-life are very hard to buy, So I made you one, Wish you were here.

I have mastered alone, It visits me in a room full of people, Who love me, And it's a two-way street, that love, The cold soft dark envelopes me, Familiar, Sometimes I break free out of rebellion, But usually I stay like a thirty-two year old in his mother's basement, All full of holes and nowhere to go.

Tomorrow is nothing but Sky, big broad american Sky, all the way to Three hours from now With my favorite future geniuses, I got older last week, That's what everyone said, I still feel somewhere around fourteen

I am a crooked-souled moon-walker, Living on the stars, You let loose your baseline jumper assumptions, And look like a globetrotter adversary, Whereas when I look at you, Nothin' but net, You see I've known plenty of pain since before I left my momma's soul, So it's no wonder the only goal is to feel whole, Free me from your expectations, So I only have mine, You can have yours back, Stick them to your blinders until you need them, My mind is a trapper-keeper, The coolest kind and I forget some days that I am spoiled by it, Words, numbers and magic float inside, And we grab it all quickly, You see I've known plenty of pain since before I left my momma's soul, So it's no wonder the only goal is to feel whole, One of these days we will realize, That it's easier to steal than to buy all the boxed lies, A whole generation with no jobs, Robin Hood has nothing on us, We steal from the rich because they're all there is, And we&#

Come get lost with me, Run away from ourselves, Be who we want to be in our wildest dreams, And then live that shit, Run away to where the lines blur and the cartoons become reality, Where we can find ourselves and the answers, The ones our hearts melt and our souls are on fire for,