Eyedea - Junk lyrics

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Eyedea - Junk lyrics

[Verse 1] In case of emergency Break gla** and put us out Its the last time I'll let your parade rain through my clouds They say "Sell and implode for all we care" I watch them rotting from a distance and then talk about it like I was there We don't share even the slightest hint of light We fight to find when it went wrong and die before we finally get it right Forgive me if I'm way more bored than I am brave Maybe it's you and not me Either way, walk away, I'm okay Still looks the same with the discouraged face Made from scraping the misplaced anger I accidentally embraced Its dysfunction it's implied by its blood thirst Wanna take it all apart just to rebuild it and make it worse You're going crazy? Well, I'm happy you're leaving You want to sing yourself to sleep But you're too dead to realize that you're screaming Even if in God we bend and in trust we cheat I'm everyday people normal And I'm glad to be [Hook] Load me up, fall in love We are America's favorite choice of drug It's all in your hands so k** us while we're young You don't need to push me I'm ready to jump Break me down, wake me up We are America's favorite choice of drug It's all in your hands so k** us while we're young And don't f**ing push me I'm ready to jump [Verse 2] Grief; Mi casa, su casa Anything you say can and will be held hostage I watch the mellow craze dance it's way inside The universe is black and I'm a lighter shade of blind Everyone's tugging and pulling in different directions Why can't I see anything anymore, anyway? Medicine. Methadone. Media coverage Something has broken, my t.v It keeps telling me I need to be worshiped And followed to fill this void I don't know who I am. Paranoid Bury me somewhere with less perfect Lighting please I want to s** out all of your junk and Kiss it back into the parts of your heart that you keep locked up When you awaken I hope I'm the first person you call I'll listen like a pistol It'll be worse than talking to a wall Having everything's having nothing at all I watched you climb your way to the top and I'll still be here when you fall There's no fulfillment in a lazy nation That keeps feeding our infatuation With the idea of being famous [Hook]