Krelboyne Picnic

You swore it was the right decision So I awoke to see you off Searching for a better vision You abide by your own thoughts If I subscribe to your ideas Do I assume you as a leader? Could I pick and choose from the books you gave To make my opinions clearer? Tally marks on the wall from every breath I wanted to leave in a silent death Pull off the road 'cause I can't take it I'll try to save face, but I can't fake it If I subscribe to your ideas Do I assume you as a leader? Could I pick and choose from the books you gave To make my opinions clearer? Whatever happened to the book you were writing? You called me a savage, but I took to your liking Swallow this down, it helps with those thoughts But now I can't sleep and they're casting lots Drafted poorly, not promised permanence I exist alone in my ignorance Come on Jamie, read me your tattoos There's still so much left for us to do My knuckles are pushing and fighting to get out My hands turning white, I'm swept up in doubt I'm like a record spinning 'til I'm relevant Then burning out 'cause I'm out of my element My knuckles are pushing and fighting to get out (I stared long and it's coming back) My hands turning white, I'm swept up in doubt (When I want I paint my nails black) I'm like a record spinning 'til I'm relevant (You go to a world made of glass) Then burning out 'cause I'm out of my element (The streets are paved but you walk on grass)