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Generic
Chances to be something we're not.
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I'm in the scrapbook
on the right hand side page 41
the moment was so fulfilling
the picture says so
where has it all gone

I'm in the textbook
a theory on worldwide truelife antibiotic
rocket science
I was the man who knew it all and gave it away
before the truth was known

optimistic
egotistic
neocentric
self-determined overwhelmed antioxidant generic

I'm on the front lines
charging with a screaming throat
gonna take the world over
or gonna get my foolishness tackled by bullets on the way
down
back to where I once almost knew better
YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH
I've heard it all before
I've seen the story played out in living color
I know it
I lived it

I'm on the back nine
cell phone ringing another deal in the works
let me know something good
I know it works so do the people beneath me
driving chipping putting 19th hole time
BUY SELL BUY SELL
the people beneath me
as the world gets 3 degrees colder

optimistic
egotistic
technocentric
doctors lawyers teachers generic

I'm on the front page
I WAS THE POINTMAN IN A HOMICIDAL RAGE
push pull give take who am I not to escape
or have something to show for after all I put in
the dry spell led to ruin
time finally overcame
the ghosts have spoken
I did it for my fellow man
time to retire a legend not a hero
steal car rob bank defy authority conceal identity
take cover and a witness
NOW WHO REALLY KNOWS ME
anyone ANYONE
nobody at all

...what's happening
is it all a dream
that wasn't the violence in my bed
was it all in my head...
...what's happening
is it losing focus...becoming unseen
these were my days our days everyone's days
trying to get through the maze we graze...
...what's happening
what's happening
what what what's going
going on
IS THIS WHAT MY LIFE'S COMING TO
not here not now
WHAT'S HAPPENING
NOW WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO...
NOW WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO DO DO???

I'm on the back page
I was a thief caught
lost in the message
no more voices to speak of or be spoken to by
the line for handouts now is way too long
and I can't wait anymore
no longer
no longer
NO LONGER
optimistic
egotistic
retrocentric
timing pattern psyche tattered emotion scattered
broken lantern match dropped gas burned
generic
generic
GENERIC we are all
generic

we are all generic

I am one of you
and we are not alone
I am one of you
AND OUR TIME IS NOW
NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW

...all in all we get a second chance
to right our wrongs...
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