Language Arts - Benson Lyrics
It's been the topic of my minds conversationIt's hard to know how this place will panLook at the blue prints, foresee the planMy insides go from cities to sandI'm living in a masterpiece but am counting all of the timePainting a picture on my sleeve into a yield signIt seems so passive, time is rapid and against the grainAnd it seems all I'll lose is stuck feeling the sameI'll run from the dog next door, haven't been able to breathe since age 4Allergic to the pet store and all I want in life is a few moreSo give me a number, I'll take my placeNo one is watching anything but a TV faceHow will I fill my plate?It should be symphonicEspecially when everyone's tastes say"It's better electronic!"Read the financials and do what you wantMatch the numbers to the small fontsI'll write you in nature like May flowers in fallThe only reason I have trouble is that I am not sleeping at allI have this innocent mobile of guilt crowded over my head swayI am too scared to move but too uncomfortable to stayAnd the marbles are lost like the super jumbo frostyThat the kids threw in the field for a frenzy while graduating from elementaryWhen your mind is like the Kentucky DerbyYou just want to tell them where to stick itIt goes as fast as it wants becauseThere's no fear in getting a ticket
