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Not as gay as Starjello Here We Are (2008)

Does being you make you a little more like me?
Are you tired of the meanings i don't see?
Bang the drums and hope that someone out there hears,
but when the sky is blue don't mistake the rain for tears.
Is being bored taking up all you time?
I would lend you some but, I'm quite short of mine.

Here we are the stupid ugly ones
playing in the mud and waiting for the sun.
Here we are the crazy lazy ones
proving everyday that stupid is as stupid does.

The changing seasons never used to make us smile
then we lingered in the clouds just for a while; laughing, dancing, signing, mocking the ground.
We were lost to magic. Now we are found.
Is being empty filling up all the space in you?
I can help, i'll bite off more than i can chew.

Here we are the stupid ugly ones
laughing in the rain and cursing at the sun.
Here we are the bitter jaded ones
proving everyday that lonely is as lonely does.

This upside down world started pouring out just now.
Been asked to fix it... ... ... still uncertain how.
Is cliche the only path left to our hearts?
If no one writes them will love just fall apart?
This resounding silence is making our ears bleed.
I can't elaborate with more words than i need.

Here we are the stupid ugly ones
standing in the dirt, staring straight at the sun.
Here we are the bent and broken ones
proving everyday that desperate is as desperate does.

Here we are the stupid ugly ones
playing games as we fall right into the sun.
Here we are the stupid ugly ones
proving indecision better than anything we've done.

Does being you make you a little more like me? Are you tired of the meanings i don't see? Bang the drums and hope that someone out there hears, but when the sky is blue don't mistake the rain for tears. Is being bored taking up all you time? I would lend you some but, I'm quite short of mine. Here we are the stupid ugly ones playing in the mud and waiting for the sun. Here we are the crazy lazy ones proving everyday that stupid is as stupid does. The changing seasons never used to make us smile then we lingered in the clouds just for a while; laughing, dancing, signing, mocking the ground. We were lost to magic. Now we are found. Is being empty filling up all the space in you? I can help, i'll bite off more than i can chew. Here we are the stupid ugly ones laughing in the rain and cursing at the sun. Here we are the bitter jaded ones proving everyday that lonely is as lonely does. This upside down world started pouring out just now. Been asked to fix it... ... ... still uncertain how. Is cliche the only path left to our hearts? If no one writes them will love just fall apart? This resounding silence is making our ears bleed. I can't elaborate with more words than i need. Here we are the stupid ugly ones standing in the dirt, staring straight at the sun. Here we are the bent and broken ones proving everyday that desperate is as desperate does. Here we are the stupid ugly ones playing games as we fall right into the sun. Here we are the stupid ugly ones proving indecision better than anything we've done.

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