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Full Disclosure
by Cleanrisk
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We are the rejects
Spawn of a selfish mom
And an absent dad
The reflex
To a fist of hair
Pulling our heads under
Consequences
Rain down
A sixties revolution
Lowered our defenses
A parking lot
Replaced by a meteor
All my teachers said
I was a problem child
While my parents smiled
At their T.V. sets
They are the sole designers
Of the riot fires
While the time expires
On the bombs in our heads
Well, I’m gonna be okay
Someday I will see the face
I can’t sleep without
The same face
That I can’t erase
‘Cause then I’ll surely drown
Be afraid of the water
But not too afraid
When it all goes down
You’ll need it
To chase the scripts
Your parents grew up without
We did not receive full disclosure
Well, all my teachers said
I was a problem child
While my parents smiled
At their T.V. sets
They are the sole designers
Of the riot fires
While the time expires
On the bombs in our heads
I’ve seen it all
(Yeah, listen up now)
Somewhere between
Wayne, the Twin Cities
And Dallas/Fort-Worth
I began to fade away
I was woken up
By the freezing rains
Of Indiana
But was already half-decayed
Now I say that I’m better
But deep down the feelings ache
And I’m bound to break
The letters
Back out of the drawer
To see what I can take
Waking up to the fine print
Walking out when the sidewalk’s wet
And the air is thin
A quick sprint
A sole’s imprint
Still inching towards the brink
Well, all my teachers said
I was a problem child
While my parents smiled
At their T.V. sets
They are the sole designers
Of the riot fires
While the time expires
On the bombs in our heads
Well, all my teachers said
I was a problem child
While my parents smiled
At their T.V. sets
They are the sole designers
Of the riot fires
While the time expires
On the bombs in our heads
I’ve seen it all
The friends of my youth
They have all moved out of town
Someday I might follow suit
But since you left
I’ve been driving more down these open roads
Trying to get back to my roots
Yeah, since you left
These thirteen tracks are all I’ve had
To try to get back to my roots
We are the rejects
Spawn of a selfish mom
And an absent dad
The reflex
To a fist of hair
Pulling our heads under
Consequences
Rain down
A sixties revolution
Lowered our defenses
A parking lot
Replaced by a meteor
All my teachers said
I was a problem child
While my parents smiled
At their T.V. sets
They are the sole designers
Of the riot fires
While the time expires
On the bombs in our heads
Well, I’m gonna be okay
Someday I will see the face
I can’t sleep without
The same face
That I can’t erase
‘Cause then I’ll surely drown
Be afraid of the water
But not too afraid
When it all goes down
You’ll need it
To chase the scripts
Your parents grew up without
We did not receive full disclosure
Well, all my teachers said
I was a problem child
While my parents smiled
At their T.V. sets
They are the sole designers
Of the riot fires
While the time expires
On the bombs in our heads
I’ve seen it all
(Yeah, listen up now)
Somewhere between
Wayne, the Twin Cities
And Dallas/Fort-Worth
I began to fade away
I was woken up
By the freezing rains
Of Indiana
But was already half-decayed
Now I say that I’m better
But deep down the feelings ache
And I’m bound to break
The letters
Back out of the drawer
To see what I can take
Waking up to the fine print
Walking out when the sidewalk’s wet
And the air is thin
A quick sprint
A sole’s imprint
Still inching towards the brink
Well, all my teachers said
I was a problem child
While my parents smiled
At their T.V. sets
They are the sole designers
Of the riot fires
While the time expires
On the bombs in our heads
Well, all my teachers said
I was a problem child
While my parents smiled
At their T.V. sets
They are the sole designers
Of the riot fires
While the time expires
On the bombs in our heads
I’ve seen it all
The friends of my youth
They have all moved out of town
Someday I might follow suit
But since you left
I’ve been driving more down these open roads
Trying to get back to my roots
Yeah, since you left
These thirteen tracks are all I’ve had
To try to get back to my roots
