Falling down the stairs
and out of the door,
I'm up in the sky
Thought I'm lying on the floor
I've marked my darkest hours
it's when i've learned to be alone
I declare myself ignorant
if you know it all
Everyone knows the price on my head
and the sales-curves makes me such a headache,
No wonder why they can't see
throught the corruption when they walk on by with dollars in their eyes
She's not in my song
she's trapped in my soul,
I use my writing just to dig her a hole
I won't be her "everything"
'cause that's what she wants to control, I've heard free thinking is the answer to all
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Everyone knows the price on my head
and the sales-curves makes me such a headache,
No wonder why they can't see
throught the corruption when they walk on by with dollars in their eyes
But here the other night
I caought myslef crying
not for being upset
but to see how fast the'y're drying
so what would you do
if the knew how hard you were trying,
so what would you do
you're just a joke that noe one is buying
Everyone knows the price on my head
and the sales-curves makes me such a headache,
No wonder why they can't see
throught the corruption when they walk on by with dollars in their eyes
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