Brain like a computer
Both with much potential
Both with too much choice
It's hard to know what to do now
It's hard to think in such a loud house
It's hard to sleep much with my good ears
I don't think that I'd like to be here
Anymore
Anymore
Brain like a computer
Stomach like a wishing well
Heart like any heart is
Legs like walking sticks
I'm bored and it's my life too
Don't want to always follow you
Then you ask me, 'what do I do?'
Maybe you're following me too
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