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Look at me Im fallin
Off of a cliff now
I can still hear my mama yelling no no no
But the words mean nothing
Cant catch up to me now
And the view is so beautiful
All the way down
When I was a little boy
Suckin juice from a bottle
Believing my perceptions were oh so real
But I didnt know nothing
Still knowing nothing
Was just enough for me to know the way I feel
This is life
What a fucked up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a playground if we choose
And I choose
Look at me Im swollen
Like a bananafish now
Im never gonna make it out of my hole
But I keep on laughing
Doesnt really matter
Theres dozens of reasons for explaining my soul
When I was a teenager
Suckin booze with the vatos
Discussing who was gonna live to be 21
They said they wouldnt make it
They didnt make it
Were all naked when the day is said and done
This is life
What a fucked up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a playground if we choose
And I choose
Dont know who made this all come true
But now while youre here
You just gotta do what you gotta do
Now if I wasnt such a weenie
Do you think youd still love me
Pretending Im an airplane on the living
Room floor
But like a lovely generator
You stand right by me
And if words were wisdom Id be talking
Even more
So I keep on falling
As Im looking back above me
Watching as my mama just becomes a little dot
Now Im like deniro
Im amarillo
And Ill never know when I hit the ground