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• Gym Class Heroes
• Eighty-Five

It seems like lately time be beatin my ass,
Every step is like a right hook from Iron Mike Tyson in his prime,
Its like my mind is on a tredmill,
Im sweatin bullets,
see the plug but I cant pull it,
This belt just keeps bringin me back,
And every minute is like a tiger uppercut from Sagat,
Im up against these ropes,
and aint no tellin if I win or not,
These gloves are getting heavy,
its fight or flight you know how that goes,
Facin clocks is chasin,
got me dodgin obstacles,
And every hour is like a tightrope I walk with greasy shoes,
Still yet I got my conscience tellin me that I cant lose,
So every time I start slippin egos start trippin,
I focus real hard and levitate just like Im GOD,
And Im livin lovely,
Im in the clouds no one above me,
With the gift to differentiate snakes from those that love me,
Theres a thin line between happiness and hopeless,
An even thinner line between on point and out of focus,
BUT Back to my story about my fall from glory,
And how I levitate from the fate time put before me,
They say Be patient,
but what the fuck is patience when my heart is racin?
Put yourself in my situation,
Try to be humble,
you wont refrain from getting pissed,
When you look down to see youre fallin right through times abyss,
And start to see visions,
memories you really miss, simple things,
Like your first birthday wish,
Your first girlfriend,
Your first love,
Your first French kiss,
Your first time feeling hate,
The first time you got dissed,
Your first day of school,
Your very first college class,
Your first time touchin titties,
First time you got ass,
Your first time learnin wrong from right,
First lonely night,
The first time you got your ass whooped in
Your first real fight,
Your first triple-double dare,
Your first pubic hair,
Your first time watchin Jason,
Your first nightmare,
Thats when you realize that time was your worst nightmare,
And now youre stuck asking yourself Why aint life fair?,
You get closer to the bottom,
see the end of your line,
Your first time ever losin this battle with time,
But right before you meet your death,
one more memory left,
The only one thats obsolete was your first breath,
One moon to the next,
Clocks switch when you least expect it and make the simplest shit complex,
The baby face got the planet fooled,
Books get judged by the covers worldwide, coincide with the illest,
The real is just fictional dreams,
No time to deal with two dimensional fiends, shit hits the fan with every click of a hand,
Ill be a man eventually,
When the kid in me is satisfied, but til the day arrives all I got is eighty-five.
A clock can kill motivation,
thats why Im never rockin a watch,
Whats a deadline when youre living on your own time?
Im livin slow, Peter Pan style son,
You didnt know I never grow up,
my mind is set at six years old,
As far as Im concerned this grown-up shit is for the birds,
So pass the skittles,
JuJu Fruits, the Now N Laters, and Nerds,
Im eatin sweets until my teeth fall out and I cant see
And Im deaf in my left ear but my right can hear cause
Im livin happily. So why you mad at me?
Cause your frustrations gave you grey hairs,
99% of your lifes spent chasin
American nightmares, (GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE)
Im crazy childish, just check the habits,
I play with my food, pick my nose, and eat it damn it,
Plus I pick my scabs, I be the first to pop a blister,
Cause Im more immature than that cat from Sister-Sister,
If my parents tell me no Im gonna do it anyway,
Experience will make more sense than anything that they could ever say,
Forever playin video games until Im sleepy,
Tony Hawks Pro Skater, please,
youll never beat me,
So basically youre better off paying a bill or somethin,
Your mind is elderly, forty over the hill or somethin,
Im young at heart,
Ima forever be a kid Im on some Tom Hanks shit,
you

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