25 to life
To serve mine
I guess
I guess
I guess
I guess
Can't try to understand
You live inside of your head
You are your brains worst
The manifest of all we can be
Or what you pray for
The fleeting time
Of our minds
Will let go all of the thinking you have on life
25 to life
I guess I guess I guess
To think I know anything at all
When I find myself a mess
And realize
That all lives
Will feel dread sometimes
You live inside of your head
You are your brain alone
Who am I to judge anyone when I'm in human form
Pug life pug life pug life pug life
Take it on the chin
To think we're all the same but fuck a fascist nazi bitch
So don't sing this song
You're gonna listen in once and then move on again
Music for the masses
Music no one else can really bare
I sew my heart to my face to prove we're not the same
Except when we run from the sun chase love and happiness
So if you take anything from what I have to say
Just be yourself
And Live your life
And be present in everyday
And even when you're alone and thing seem so wrong
Just be glad you can make music for no one