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Jaded Lyrics

From the West Wing album

6 am wake to the mourning sun
first one outta the bed
to put my mask on

thought pattern slows me down
from a want to be jaded
what happens to you when
all your vices are gone

feel the chill of school time memories
the one that ends with the pain
and schoolyard tradgidy

last thing i see are the fears
from an unknown source
what happens to him when
all his voices are gone

smell of cut grass laced with fear
gonna make it all right
you got my attention
i'm on my way home tonight

breath in deep
and exhale slowly
when your life is in another ones hands
sit back and enjoy it

irony wraps you round
like your it's bitch
we're past the point of no return


drownin from a want to be jaded