I hope these songs make you proud of me
Life keeps on pullin' um out of me
Burnin' through calories
Still learnin' how to be free
While I work for my salary
Trippin' on inches in infinite space
All of my symptoms fit with my case
I wish existence would fit with my taste
I get what it gives and release what it takes
Then make a face fake it pray till I'm gracious
Takes so much sometimes
Can't pretend that I hang so tough
That I don't complain all the time though
Keep my defenses in fight mode
Lookin' at what I don't like
I know you're with me you give me reminders
That get me back laughing at all of my shit
Help me float over these walls that I hit
You make it less than a lot
Thanks for the ways that you get me
You give me a taste of the home I forgot
I phone home with the typical troubles on the tip of my tongue
Same old hunger to soothe
I take up space you make room
You make what aches feel like new
I feel it all I put faith in the facts
Open my heart when I work on my back
Try and align all my words and my acts
All I worry bout's everyone everywhere everything
Clever men pullin' too many strings
I think about what the end'll bring
Call you when it all of it goes
You keep me comforted most
Calm isn't far when you're close
Copy your pose
Pause for the moment and hold
I hit the bar till it closed
I still get lost and indulge
I wanna be free
I guess I got what I chose
Caught up involved with my role
My thoughts and my goals
You hold a lot that's untold
So I keep on listenin'
When you say how it can be
I phone home with the typical troubles on the tip of my tongue
Same old hunger to soothe
I take up space you make room
You make what aches feel like new