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Thank you. Goodbye
When everyone says you're too qualified
When your shoeholes stink from rainwater tromping dried into stains on yr cowhide
When metaphors aren't real enough and dreams a waste of time
I have forgotten what it's like to be funny on purpose
I have forgotten why I fingerpaint on bathtub tile, timeless and erasable
Ties for closed minds say smile and say cheese for your future
My feet hurt because my heart is heavy -- shutup! I am overly qualified for your classifieds?
What I do is beyond the realms of comprehension by the standards of this day and age
I reflect the very truths of your founders -- all founders
I am the sound you hear when you stop self and cry in the corner -- any corner
I am the thing you respond to, the hum of yr childhood visions the cheer of inanimate things
When you humming cast light on the world it is only a matter of time before you rupture
Give me the job already!
Designate your belongings to yr would-be descendants, they care nothing about your dreams
Hurry up and convince them
The family concession parade the world deems fit for sharing, at best
This is the day off from everything stolid, a reservoir of my curbed enthusiasms
Wellspring for everything honest
You are the only thing that matters... until this poem is over
When i am/you are/out of time/no longer important
All poetry is discord with the world, the only beautiful thing anymore
Cross the final frontiers you imagine through the eyes of your peers on the nights
You can't afford to keep the lights on
If you have already submitted your payment, please disregard this message
There is a way to end suffering without death. You have found it many times
Turk & Divis - Past Due Lyrics
Turk & Divis - Past Due Lyrics
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Thank you. Goodbye
When everyone says you're too qualified
When your shoeholes stink from rainwater tromping dried into stains on yr cowhide
When metaphors aren't real enough and dreams a waste of time
I have forgotten what it's like to be funny on purpose
I have forgotten why I fingerpaint on bathtub tile, timeless and erasable
Ties for closed minds say smile and say cheese for your future
My feet hurt because my heart is heavy -- shutup! I am overly qualified for your classifieds?
What I do is beyond the realms of comprehension by the standards of this day and age
I reflect the very truths of your founders -- all founders
I am the sound you hear when you stop self and cry in the corner -- any corner
I am the thing you respond to, the hum of yr childhood visions the cheer of inanimate things
When you humming cast light on the world it is only a matter of time before you rupture
Give me the job already!
Designate your belongings to yr would-be descendants, they care nothing about your dreams
Hurry up and convince them
The family concession parade the world deems fit for sharing, at best
This is the day off from everything stolid, a reservoir of my curbed enthusiasms
Wellspring for everything honest
You are the only thing that matters... until this poem is over
When i am/you are/out of time/no longer important
All poetry is discord with the world, the only beautiful thing anymore
Cross the final frontiers you imagine through the eyes of your peers on the nights
You can't afford to keep the lights on
If you have already submitted your payment, please disregard this message
There is a way to end suffering without death. You have found it many times
If you have already submitted your payment, please disregard this message
If you would like to speak to a customer service representative now, press 0
Or you can. Please wait one moment while I transfer the call
Please have Evan Karp call Alhambra at. Again, the number is
Thank you. Goodbye
When everyone says you're too qualified
When your shoeholes stink from rainwater tromping dried into stains on yr cowhide
When metaphors aren't real enough and dreams a waste of time
I have forgotten what it's like to be funny on purpose
I have forgotten why I fingerpaint on bathtub tile, timeless and erasable
Ties for closed minds say smile and say cheese for your future
My feet hurt because my heart is heavy -- shutup! I am overly qualified for your classifieds?
What I do is beyond the realms of comprehension by the standards of this day and age
I reflect the very truths of your founders -- all founders
I am the sound you hear when you stop self and cry in the corner -- any corner
I am the thing you respond to, the hum of yr childhood visions the cheer of inanimate things
When you humming cast light on the world it is only a matter of time before you rupture
Give me the job already!
Designate your belongings to yr would-be descendants, they care nothing about your dreams
Hurry up and convince them
The family concession parade the world deems fit for sharing, at best
This is the day off from everything stolid, a reservoir of my curbed enthusiasms
Wellspring for everything honest
You are the only thing that matters... until this poem is over
When i am/you are/out of time/no longer important
All poetry is discord with the world, the only beautiful thing anymore
Cross the final frontiers you imagine through the eyes of your peers on the nights
You can't afford to keep the lights on
If you have already submitted your payment, please disregard this message
There is a way to end suffering without death. You have found it many times
Writer: Evan Karp
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid