it builds me up it breaks me down i still get up and move around every day is your first day let s paint the town cause when i get up can t feel the ground inner peace type visions prisons have walls the white walls on my lincoln got miles envisioning night falls the day has gone wild the sky it falls down like the eyes of a tired child so where so do we go then and what are we supposed to do you cling to your home kin those that ll hold you in the old days the things that would fold you would be attacked you d be avenged like some old fool you see we was born free of a burden soar the more we learning molded by the whole wide world the cold turning and we die with broken shoulders weight of a life of lived some live longer because some of us stay kids we all have our own religion don t all keep the faith that s why i have these visions i need to meditate de la soul said we have the highest of stakes sometimes coming in is the greatest escape it builds me up it breaks me down i still get up and move around every day is your first day let s paint the town cause when i get up can t feel the ground we all wish for small bits of solace to flitter and fall swish whisk away all this so when venomous thoughts slither cross your conscience just drop the blades and straight shave the nonsense i ve been trained on conquests that ll tame confidence in my lane no contest an insane optimist in a populace of popular kids with the props and positive gifts i m about as odd as it gets honest i m on this neurotic sonic accomplice counterculture responsive contemplating the ominous with a prominence that astonishes ponderous honor less hominids out for dollars and dominance i ma spit but is that as hot as it gets on some ecologist shit it ain t quite a sauna but this climate gotcha bothered a bit like breathing with a wet towel over your mouth arctic jungle savage land planet disavowed out  the rules they don t apply the same to all of us the blues we sing cause we re supposed to shake it off the news don t always sound the same to all of us these tools won t always work i m going to break it off we on the same ship got the same sails praying that we don t tip clinging to the rails dealing with the same shit same junk mail sometimes you think you re running but you re an old snail but that s just relativity fast with negativity blasted for discretions all connectivity last one to the table don t eat how we living see first one up the ladder pulls it up now you re killing me damn cause i m a positive dude 99 of the time i m in a positive mood tell me that i have to walk a mile the most colossal of shoes i may be a fool but i m on the move it s true what they say about aiming for the moon stop following these stars we got work to do we learn as we go and just trying to follow rules but sometimes these rules prevent you from being you it builds me up it breaks me down i still get up and move around every day is your first day let s paint the town cause when i get up can t feel the ground the rules they don t apply the same to all of us the blues we sing cause we re supposed to shake it off the news don t always sound the same to all of us these tools won t always work i m going to break it off