Glue - Sock Drawer Blues lyrics
(I am trapped) Repeat 12X (I am...) Hey mom, look at me. No mismatched socks on my feet Everything's in perfect order. There's no chaos underneath This huge grin (uh, oh). I guess my sarcasm's been sighted And once again, it looks to me that you need to be reminded About getting me after soccer practice Attach this note to your forehead But your reflection's been distorted Ever since you lost sense of what's really important I've been trapped by myself in this adolescent fortress What's in store for my milestones? How come I think so adult? Why do I look around and see no one else? Why do they obey like they were born robots? I can't do that. I fight back with glares in sidewalk cracks Life would be better if I could find this amusing But every minute, another war ends ends with me losing And I hate fighting, but I can't tell my relatives about this struggle; They expect me to have a high IQ and bruised knuckles (Look at me!) So look at me, the super glue of disturbing ideas Determined to let kids everywhere see me survive their fears Save up my lunch money to buy a bus ticket to the land of no-parents See, There I will be king and rule the voiceless victims They haven't figured why medicine can't make me whole And I'm only 8 years old and let music k** my soul Hey, hey, HEY! Don't you step out of line, young man Look into my eyes. Do you even know who I am? All this and they have no idea I exist in this skin Every thing's figured out between my ears and within And I have to answer to humanity's aching diseases And I can communicate with all of God's creatures Yet I still have recess and sit in front of this TV Waiting for the time to come when I can leave this helpless body So have your teacher conferences and find a solution But I dare you all to find one respected institution That can understand how I feel when I'm not even real And life is judged by their naive views and minutes that they seal I don't use these ideas that my teachers can't relate to Because I know there's no science to explain what I've been through In these short years, my existence has been completely bare From having this curse since the first second I breathed air I dream in historic episodes that I never forget As if I'm being trained to understand what hasn't been found yet All of this while eating breakfast at 7 am (7 am) With my family surrounding the table, ending in amen All of this while eating breakfast at 7 am (7 am) With my family surrounding the table, ending in amen They tell me to smile in school pictures but I have nothing to smile about My heads been saturated with questions marks and doubts That were obviously last years pa**ed my graduation And no kid will ever feel what I can't get away from I want simple pleasures in bed time and playing in the sun But I know the Universe is coming down on everyone And mom is late to get me up today, that figures You know it's embarra**ing not to depend on what I have to live with And I wish I could tell her that none of it matters But they believe that dumbing down hides them as really good actors Playing the role of parents but I see them as temporary teachers Finding me with reason to hide from the miracle seekers They use this as a reason to thank God and ask for repentance But I am not the cause for them to finish their sentence It's a total understanding of all that is existing My feet walk to a different theme, lifted on a pedestal By invisible strings, the wood sings when I climb the walls Writing the meaning of life in crayons until the night falls I understand what life is and what it has to offer But I've been deprived of shapes to stand at the alter My years last three times as slow My body will never catch up to my mind Acting like toys and video games excite me And I play like it's all fine I hear them talking around me as if I don't understand Using words incorrectly and lying about their fellow man Well there's no prophecy in my voice and even if there was I wouldn't care I've been given gifts of healing but have no one to share Prepare for the future as I live the normal routine Fooling everyone I encounter, acting like a human being Late again, sometimes she acts like I don't exist Same routine and everyday it's just like this From the back seat I tell her "It's OK to hold my hand" But she laughs and says "Honey it's OK, you wouldn't understand" It drives me insane to know that if she only realized That I can see the answer in her tired eyes Hopefully dad will see it and won't let her slip away But it destroys me seeing this happen and there's nothing I can say My curse of comprehension in his premature form With the ability to see damage and hear the silent alarms All of this while eating dinner every night at 7 pm (7 pm) With the family surrounding the table, ending with amen All of this while eating dinner every night at 7 pm With the family surrounding the table, ending with amen All of this while eating dinner at 7 pm With the family surrounding the table, ending with amen