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107

Less Than Jake
Unless you could see inside my head,
you couldn't possibly understand
I'm happier when things are falling apart
but you'd never know just by looking at me

I'm strung out on the future
and burnt out on the past
sometimes I'd rather just burn this place right to the ground
I'm strung out on the future
and burnt out on the past

And you know it just may be me
but the parking lot with all those creeps
keeps me convincing me myself I'm completely sane
with sleep over rated
and my ideal outdated
I know that I wouldn't want it any other way

Can't explain what this place races through my mind
Can't explain, but I know I,
I can't explain what this place races through my mind

I'm strung out on the future
and burnt out on the past
sometimes I'd rather just burn this place right to the ground
I'm strung out on the future
and burnt out on the past
sometimes I'd rather just burn this place right to the ground


and I can't explain what this place races through my mind
Can't explain, but I know I,
I can't explain what this place races through my mind
you're going down