Under The Influence
By johngeorge
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My intelligence ultimately reveals my entrenched stupidity
Constantly gets the best of me
I think I know it all, but I don't
And I won't listen to that voice in my head
That knows better
Because the one that knows worse is the curse that screams louder
Bigs up his chest to show he's prouder
But that's the powder that has slipped into weekdays
That was for weekends
Just another part of chasing trends, chasing friends
But leaves us all alone in the same dead-ends
It's all got me feeling weak
Felling like a fool
That can't pull himself up and out
Cause I don't know where I'm pulling to
And it's such a long time since I left school
So you have to wonder if there is any hope that I can change
And turn this around
Instead of turning in rings
With childhood things
circling in my head
as I'm circling in my life
rife with vultures intent on strife
You see me moving on, 'all grown up now'
Turned right, when I could have turned wrong
And you ask me how, and say 'you've been so strong'
Don't row as much, more in touch with yourself
Looking after your health, got a new job accumulating your wealth
But it's not like that, the disguise is just thicker and richer
More deceptive
Cause there is still so much I just can't shake
It can be so hard to sleep in the beds we make?
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