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				From: Cottage Grove, Oregon  |   
				
				
				
				
				
				
				
			 					
		
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				Me Be Different
			 
			 
			
		
		IP: 
 
  		
		
		Me Be Different 
 
If I'm part of the human race, I won't run in this race 
This campaign of pain won't pass wind past my face 
I won't ever even place because I won't ever make it 
I'll dissapate in this place before I ever take it 
Before I take a place I'll clean it off, I've seen enough 
I'm not tough enough to keep my place in good taste 
But what is really good taste if I can't taste my tongue 
If you could taste my tongue for me how's it taste? 
 
Hold all these emotions swiftly in a brief case 
A brief case of emotional damage god dammit I planned it 
Not to be the way it is but I lost the race so I hand it 
A new olive branch to branch off a wing of a bird 
But the hospital wing was built over burial grounds of the bird 
And I realize I won't ever fly again 
Not that I could, I could not 
So I bother not to finish a race, I never leave the starting block 
 
I could not, ever understand the wind upon her knees 
Like she was satisfying the flying aerial trainies 
As we jump off the top rope do we get such pleasure? 
But not me, I only get pleasure when I land 
On this land that we built, free of the home, land of the brave 
I realized I'm just an outdustrial commercialized slave 
To advertise the lives that we've all gotta pay 
But the dues I lose when I used the fuse to say 
 
Shock me, say something halfway decently intelligemental 
I've gone mental in a storm of words thrown torrential 
Like storms, but I'm not a nigress goddess of weather 
I'm only a man and in his hand a peice of leather 
For love aint forever, and I aint for whoever 
And I aint gonna be ever staying together with you 
Whoever you may think you are to bring wind to her knees 
To get eaten out worse than my flesh with fleas 
 
But I'm like a flea even though they eating me 
I'm still insignificant and I jump really far 
Does that make them cannibals or are they going too far? 
How many more thoughts can I provoke for you to see? 
But not me, can never be seemed, ever be gleamed 
It's too easy to learn to hate, but forget me not 
So I took the thought and ripped it apart at the seam 
So it means that I could never ever remember it not 
Never ever remember the spot 
Seven upwards and to the right or wrong directions 
These lessons I learned are like bricks to the head 
They hurt, But I won't ever let it show 
Mostly cause I like it, also they would know 
And they may teach me but I will never let them learn 
If they learn of my pain once again I shall burn 
I'm sick of the fire 
And you won't ever tell me different 
 
Don't make me be different. 
 
Make me be different. 
 
Me be different. 
 
Things lost in translation. What about Don'tness? 
		
	
		
		
		
		
			
		
		
		
		
	
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