spinning on a wheel of phases
When will you stop spinning out of control?
Always waking when the day ends
When you turn your stage lights back off,
Where do you run to in the dark?
What do you make of your silence?
How will you create your own spark?
You are irresponsible for this
No sense in opening your fist
I won't trust you till it's gone
'Less you're singing your own song
You're irresponsible for this
Swallowing your pills of bliss
Heaven knows the truth
It's in the spirit of your youth
Your youth.......
Touching those steel strings before them
Learn to touch those strings every day
Because if you don't you'll fade away
Holding your good fortune at bay
You learned to procrastinate, hard
As you look at opponents cards
While you pretend to play guitar
and you exhale upon the stars...
You are irresponsible for this
No sense in opening your fist
I won't trust you till it's gone
'Less you're singing your own song
You're irresponsible for this
Swallowing your pills of bliss
Heaven knows the truth
It's in the spirit of your youth
Your youth.......
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