Lyrics: John Weppler
Music: John Weppler
I took a walk down to Madison
the place I seemed to lose it all
It is a pretty good place to drop your innocence
the litter makes the grass look tall
And all my life is switching and baiting
the antic dotes while are patiently waiting
You move too quick
you burn out fast
I hope this too shall pass
I figured that I'd figure it out by now
I am certain that uncertainty makes up my design
every line gets colored in with cheap red wine
I wear my glasses more than usual
It is harder than to see I cried
and I feel so guilty when I tell you I'm fine
cause I hate knowing that I just lied
And all my life is hoping and praying
for the right time
it is so suffocating
A mirror's right and backwards too
I wanna change the view
I figure that I would figure it out by now
I am certain that uncertainty makes up my design
every line gets colored in with cheap red wine
I can't find the needle cause there is no haystack
diamond in the rough is too tough to find
and I already know
I am a work in progress but progress is slow
It is slow
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