When I tune up my guitar, I get so scared a string will break
And will stab me in the eye, and I will never see the same
And when I open up my texts, I get so scared that I'll text you
And you will tell me to go back to just sitting in my room
And there's a lot of things I don't know, but I sure know about truth
Like how I know that it's hard to find and I know that it is in you
Oh, powerline, can you read my mind?
I almost overload at least half the time
Oh, powerline, your power supplies at least half the town all the time
Oh, powerline, I want all your time
I am not surprised you're not fine
And if you read my mind, can you keep it low?
Like on the real down low, if you don't mind
I won't let you use up all of my fumes
I wanna let it burn, I wanna let it get put to use
From someone that's other than you
I've been something elemental, something that tells me
Being kind is all I have and how honorable to be so
Insanely in survival, and everything else
I don't upset anyone, can you tell?
No inflammation, transgressions, and tone
My personas so perfect, no need to atone
There is a deficit clear to me
I'm not really close to anybody
But I think a buddy is better than none
I dissect my actions up to twenty one
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Oh, powerline, just go to sleep this time
There's no effective guilt up my sleeve tonight
I'll hit the hay, I can leap through time
There are better ways for my safe, secured lines
It's picking up lines over rotted time
I'm scared I lost my mind, but it's fine
Oh, powerline, I think I realized that your power source goes from deep inside