Lyrics:
Be it broken down or beaten up is what you'll have to
offer
And not a moment short of time is like a medicine
They say it heals all wounds are deep and painful, I
don't buy it
But I would sell it to you for a decent price

Never would I fall too short of expectations not
expected
And never should you take to heart whatever I just said
A little birdie told me something
Really, birds don't talk, but his chirp was nice
I think I gathered what he meant

[Chorus:]
What's said is not always what is meant
Breathing this fire, leaves me with no desire to be
read

Reading books, I've found my eyes, they like to wander
off the pages
To play with many things impertinent to my mind
Sometimes I like to sleep, it's cool, but it is
overrated
I'd rather just be singing nonsense through the night

[Chorus]

Eighteen years behind me, many more to come, I am
excited
I hope I didn't jinx myself, please knock on wood for
me
Or write a letter to a friend, tell them it's time to
listen
To what I'm saying, but it's not said, don't let it get
into your head

[Bridge:]
Just when you thought that you were sane
Like clever convicts, they came running, escaping from
your brain
These words, they trickled out these fickle
conversations so concerned
With rationale, I don't know how, but I think I am done
for now

[Chorus]

All copyright goes to Miss Kina Grannis (@kinagrannis) who is fabulous.

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