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Priorities Intact Lyrics
Here I sit,
my life's a model kit, but I burned the instructions and the pieces don't fit. I eat spaghettio's, Turn on the stereo, And keep in mind my best case scenario Oh, I'm without serious doubt, Oh, I'm within my constraints. Oh, I'm without serious doubt. And it just clicked the things that make me tick get thrown against the wall and I keep what sticks. I wish with all my might That I had a cause to fight But I can’t argue with myself On this lonesome night Oh, I'm without serious doubt, Oh, I'm within my constraints. Oh, I'm without serious doubt. I can't complain, Lost less than gained, Strive for progression my futile needs are all I feed; gives me indigestion. Here I sit, my life's a model kit, but I burned the instructions and the pieces don't fit. I eat spaghettio's, Turn on the stereo, And keep in mind my best case scenario Oh, I'm without serious doubt, Oh, I'm within my constraints. Oh, I'm without serious doubt. I can't complain, Lost less than gained, Strive for progression my futile needs are all I feed; gives me indigestion.
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01-15-2002
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05-09-2002
"Here I sit,
My life's a model kit,
But I burned the instructions
And the pieces don't fit.
I eat spaghettio's,
Turn on the stereo,
And keep in mind my best case scenario
I'm without serious doubts,
I'm within my constraints.
Oh, I'm without serious doubts.
And it just clicked:
The things that make me tick
Get thrown against the wall
And I keep what sticks.
I wish with all my might
That I had some cause to fight
But I cant argue with myself
On this lonesome night
I'm without serious doubts,
I'm within my constraints
Oh, I'm without serious doubts.
I can't complain,
Lost less than gained,
Strive for progression
My futile needs
Are all I feed
And it gives me indigestion.
Here I sit,
My life's a model kit,
But I burned the instructions
And the pieces don't fit.
I eat spaghettio's,
Turn on the stereo,
And keep in mind my best case scenario
I'm without serious doubts,
Oh, I'm within my constraints.
Oh, I'm without serious doubts.
I can't complain,
Lost less than gained,
Strive for progression
My futile needs
Are all I feed
And it gives me indigestion.
LET'S GO!
I can't complain,
Lost less than gained,
Strive for progression
My futile needs
Are all I feed
And it gives me indigestion.."
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