I've been doing this for too long to keep Singing the same song This is another one of those happy moments not made for anyone I don't rap in bumper stickers, I'm witty with 40-liners Every breath is a chorus, sing along if you're still breathing I've got gods, I've got issues Nowadays I've learned to not criticize Ever seen my foot-in-mouth stance I'm a g walking Broken token, something of little appreciation To truly see where all of this aggression stems from You gotta always play the nice guy and get sh**ted on Everyday's a gavin convention with no one to see Everyday they put up new doors and I don't want the keys If I'm not getting black-balled I'm getting white-boyed You can condescend me but you can't offend me I'm sure i'll get all the secret codes When showing love to sole becomes trendy Poor me, I dig myself holes Somebody marry me, I'm getting old Somebody remind me why I continue to press on I need a flamingo to put on my front lawn, I need a front lawn I need to stop feeling sorry for myself I need to stop repeating myself Everything is fading slowly No longer selling out, I'm buying in Redefining my grin Making new medicine and now I'm sick of it all But I can't get enough. hating females less Accepting the fact I'm slowly dying And can't make any songs that glitter Or be happy in a roller skating rink So f** the revolution, it's all about starcraft Palm-pilots, and meaning what you say So if you don't understand it, I can't explain it And if you don't understand it, I can't explain it If you don't understand it, I can't explain it Picture perfect, picture perfect picture The perfect way to spend a perfect moment is all alone I live here, I'm putting my life here, I'm selling my residence So I can eat out occasionally I don't spend enough time here, it's the alien in me All this paying dues is buying advertising space Don't call it commercial, call it logical progression Because I work hard for the critcism Picture perfect, picture perfect picture The perfect way to spend a perfect moment is all alone I live here, I'm putting my life here, I'm selling my residence So I can eat out occasionally I don't spend enough time here, it's the alien in me All this paying dues is buying advertising space Don't call it commercial, call it logical progression Because everything s**s Picture perfect, picture perfect picture The perfect way to spend a perfect moment is all alone I live here, I'm putting my life here, I'm selling my residence So I can eat out occasionally I don't spend enough time here, it's the alien in me All this paying dues is buying advertising space Don't call it commercial, call it logical progression Because I think everything is sounding great