I've met that point in my life.
Want came to need.
Burn these fields of corn, that surround.
My harvest gone at the price of maturity.
But these remains I've left to rot will be resurrected again and again
by the next generation of children who want to change minds
with the stain on hand.
But, it's deeper than this, I'm not the only one who sees, it lies in diversity;
acceptance to a degree, only to a degree.
The fire that once occupied my eyes has spread to destroy this world
I have grown. You have nothing new to scream beyond your fields
and not a second of patience to learn from me the same.
This time I harvest the crops of my past.
As far as the demigods are concerned, I've sold myself out just the same.
I've burned bridges to feign brothers.
Brothers of nothing more than a simple label.
So now, I'm in control after all, for myself I prove I still am.
But within these fields, they'll say I never was
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Other Songs Lyrics For 'Get Up Kids'
A New Found Interest In Massachusetts
Action & Action
Alec Eiffel
All That I Know
Anne Arbour
Better Half
Burned Bridges
Campfire Kansas
Central Standard Time
Close To Home
Close To Me
Coming Clean
Don't Hate Me
Fall From Grace
Fall Semester
Forgive And Forget
Grunge Pig
Hannah Hold On
High As The Moon
Holiday
I'll Catch You
I'm A Loner Dottie, A Rebel
Impossible Outcomes
Last Place You Look
Let The Reigns Go Loose
Long Goodnight
Lowercase West Thomas
Mass Pike
Michelle With One 'L'
My Apology
Newfound Mass (2000)
No Love
Off The Wagon
On With The Show
One Year Later
Out Of Reach
Overdue
Red Letter Day
Regret
Second Place
Shorty
Stay Gold, Ponyboy
Stay Gone
Suffragette City
Ten Minutes
The Breathing Method
The Company Dime
The Worst Idea
Up On The Roof
Valentine
Walking On A Wire
Washington Square Park
Wish You Were Here
Woodson
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