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Fit Your Life Into a Grid

This song is by Their / They're / There and appears on the EP Their / They're / There (2013).

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Cynical and bright, a tad unkind, a part uptight
But not too rude, a mostly focused mind, I'll let you
Throw me in the deep and watch me sink, I start to think of what I know
And expect the worst this time, well, alright

My mother's son is calloused
With youthful catatonic fear
Of something without balance
This almost killed me once this year

I coughed up so much blood
A new tradition, some ammunition
Well, what if I should drown?
Who would drag me out?

Fit your life into a grid
Then wait for the dead to forget
Breathing for nothing
Sell your soul and nothing

Cynical and bright, a tad unkind, a part uptight
But what's the use?
A most unfocused mind
So determined this time

Memory of being eight years old
And I was all alone, clothes soaked in chlorine
Embarrassed of my childhood results
As an adult denying everything

Mother's son is calloused
Unbridled and tenacious fear
Of something without balance
It almost killed me twice that year

I coughed up so much blood
A new condition, some ammunition
What if I should drown?
Would you drag me out?