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Текст песне : Jawbreaker. Unfun. Gutless.


Swallow your pride.
But take it slow.
You might just choke on it.
And you wouldn't want to
do a thing like that.
What's left inside
without your words and
and fists to hold them up?
Can you look at it
without rose colored lenses?

Doesn't speak too well of you.
You crawl to pass their tests.
I would like to help you but I'm
not sure who to address.
There are so many of you.
Used to be just one.
Lost you to the other side
to promises of fun.

Do you define yourself
by some remembered
set of empty phrases?
Do you question
them at all?
Is what you do
and what you say just
following companions?
Do you do it from
fear of not belonging?

Doesn't speak too well of you.
You crawl to pass their tests.
I would like to help you but I'm
not sure who to address.
There are so many of you.
Used to be just one.
Lost you to the other side
to promises of fun.

I don't condemn you.
I know that we've all
got to cling to something
To find our way
through this life.
Just look inside
and see if your
beliefs have any meaning.
Or are they something
that you found?

Doesn't speak too well of you.
You crawl to pass their tests.
I would like to help you but I'm
not sure who to address.
There are so many of you.
Used to be just one.
Lost you to the other side
to promises of fun