2003-01-11 | TRUE GRIT

Insincerity has seemed to arrive

At a most beautiful time

So I don't even mind

I just go on with my business, and leave the bullshit behind

And let the blind lead the blind

Everyone is afraid of happiness

They hide from it like the plague

Everyone is too involved with themselves

And they pretend that anything honest is too vague for them to understand

Everyones walking backwards and they can't even tell

Everyones looking to produce something they can sell

Instead of seeking something that has worth

They try to suck substance of all of its girth

Worthy people fall victim everyday

To the unhealthy people that come their way

They feel unlucky, and they think that it's failure

So they conform to the closes thing that feels like productiveness

They can't do anything on their own

So they bury their promise like a dog and a bone

They don't hide it that well

Because they might want to find it someday

After they've run out of lies to tell

After all their false realities finally combust

They'll go back to the only person they can trust

Free is company, when you've been shackled to a predictable crowd

Silence is golden, when your concsience isn't loud

When you've abandoned the army of useless pets

You'll find comfort in little things like tv sets

You won't need lost souls to try and help you find yours

You'll stumble upon greatness, and confidence in scores

It doesn't matter what you do or how much you make

What matters is happiness, and waking up just for goodness sake

Even when you've got nothing to do

You'll be drawn to the light, and the morning will beg to be with you

You won't be afraid of the sun or the dark

No matter when you wake up, you'll be fueled by a spark

If it bleeds it won't matter, because you'll have lots of gauze

When you finally find an obstacle, it just temporarily puts your ease on pause

You can go back to the good part in time

It's just little cracks in the pavement we need to remind

We've got it so good

Better then most

I knew that I would

clear my mind like the coast

if it's never transparent, how come it's so bright

how come it's happiness that keeps me up at night

i used to be all depressed, but now i'm aglow

it's not who or what, but all the bad things you forget to know

Go on, keep living insincere

I'll still be here

And when you arrive

You'll tell me what it's like

I'll just nod my head

I didn't listen either when I thought all that is good was dead

You'll get pissed off now, when I tell you it'll get better soon

But a year from now you'll be singing a different tune

You'll be smiling and skipping

And I'll be gritting my teeth

I know what it's like to have it come from beneath

But at least I listened to people when they tried to soothe me

I didn't say "fuck off, I'm trying to watch this movie"

I just wished that one day I'd have a normal one

Full of some pure unadulterated, informal fun

I still have my ethics, and I've still got good taste

But I know there are many things out there that are too good to waste

So get out of your rut

And keep your all knowing mouth shut

You don't know a thing

When you do, it'll only come out when you sing

Your honesty will sound like music to anyones ears

And the occupants of our old kicks, will be begging for a sip of our happy tears

The antidote for being dreary scum

And to stop your head from pounding like a double bass drum

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