I dream frequently, sometimes they come out funny I go through insanity, all they want is money All these parties get so habitual The same sea of faces Always pushing, always pulling Always in the races I get cooled out I get the come ons I get rumbled I get crumbled CHORUS I'm the American misfit kid Still wondering what I did I'm on the inside taking a fast ride I'm stiletto so, so sharp and I'm willing to cut Sometimes nebulous, I'm ready to strut Lost and frantic, new age romantic Checking out the race Never cared about what it meant Always loved disgrace I get rhythm I get Cornflakes I get fast love I get wasted CHORUS I dream frequently, sometimes they come out funny I live with absurdity, always warm and runny All these parties get so ritual Lonely hearts and aces Always pushing, always pulling, always in the races CHORUS
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