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Out on the curb again
On the curb again
Iâve come to learn itâs hard and firm
Out on the curb again
Iâm in my room making cardboard castles
With shoestring rope
Soup spoon drawbridge
Tinfoil moat
Iâm still dreaming after all these years
Because if we donât build it who will?
I do things on a shoestring that you couldnât do for a cool mil
I run with no laces, and when I fall I start
To build my Taj Mahal with shit I found at Dollarmart
This lifeâs our greatest project
The journeyâs all an art
But I built my perfect nest, and itâs âbout to fall apart
Again and again and then I just I make it twice as high
And I give my tower teeth, and I watch it bite the sky
Because I might just cry if I donât keep it moving
I focus on what I can make and not what just got ruined
âCause every stone will crumble down to dust, to dust, to dust
And I say love thy neighbor, and I say fuck thy hater
Thereâs nothing I canât solve with duct tape and construction paper
I donât want a Band-Aid, Iâll only rip it off, Iâll rip it off
I know someday Iâll pass, and maybe then rest
Iâm laying on my back
Heavenâs my bench press
âCause my imagination is crazy as Glenn Beck
A cloud is floating by in the shape of a rent check
And when the world ends, thatâs what Iâll plan towards
Then Iâll trust girlfriends and maybe landlords
Cause I been played but Iâm looking for more
I say, what would I gain if I took it to court
âCause if people were perfect then there wouldnât be war
We stay pushing but once we get a foot in the door
We get our toes chopped off and a foot of manure
I still gotta believe people
Are good at the core
âCause if we werenât, whatâs at stake?
Why would we stay to break what we make
And create all these beautiful mistakes
When they blow our house down letâs draw on the walls, the walls, the walls