 Jacked, like a snack from a knapsack
You don’t know which way is up, up above
Jack’s stacked on the tip of a wick whack
You won’t cry or show you’re inside out
You’ve cracked, now you’re letting your best out
Wait, stop you can’t go forward without looking back
But you try
I am so tired of my so-called friends
All I want, all I need is another trend
If something easy comes around the bend
I’ll take it down to your small tugboat-tapping town
Wrapped up in miles of beanstalk
Go on up it is up, up above
So fragile, like you’re taking some big steps
Don’t crack ‘cause you’re doused in your own ways
You’ve left and now you’re pulling in a rep
Don’t Jack, don’t climb back up to the top
You can’t go forward till you hit the sack
Till you hit your top
I am so tired of my so-called friends
All I want, all I need is another trend
If something easy comes around the bend
I’ll take it down to the ground
I’m the means to the end
I am so tired of these so-called friends
All I want, all I need is another trend
If something easy comes around the bend
I’ll take it down to your small tugboat-tapping town
I am so tired of these so-called friends
All I want, all I need is another trend
If something easy comes around the bend
I’ll take it down to your small tugboat-tapping town
Forever the breaks, it is time for escape
You’re escaping on us
For us there’s time
Well, don’t you give up on us
Don’t you give on time or us
If the water will rise, pull up your jeans to your knees
Make your paper airplane and send it out straight to the sea
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