I am but a young man
Nothing like a saint
Everybody telling me to paint my face
If I was you, I don’t know what I’d do
Hope I’d help myself try to see me through
If the painting isn’t centered
Shave the frame
Only the bad decisions
Get the fame
Compassion bled out
One to five, rate it
Spitting out my name, baby
Say it don’t spray it
Capsized chest, aluminum vest
Lining up the people
Premeditated arrest
If the painting isn’t centered
Shave the framе
Only the bad decisions
Get thе fame
Welcome to the dream
We crawled in through the seam
Now we eat from the tree
And we drink from the stream
Milk and honey flow
From cracks in the ground
Just don’t wake the neighbors
No, do not make a sound
If the painting isn’t centered
Shave the frame
Only the bad decisions
Get the fame
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