Original lyrics

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It's only elementary feeling Sticking to the sidewalk Stepping over patience Looking over shoulder Asking for direction I need separation Wrecked imagination Taking up my time You must have an opinion It hasn't crossed my mind I get hung up on epiphanies That never come in time Just name it I'll do what I have to You can test my patience I contest the way this things Turning into karma Coming down the aisle Stepping at my heels Waiting in the driveway I can't bring it home Getting desperate for reason I got back in line I get hung up on epiphanies That never come in time Getting desperate for reason I got back in line Never needed it to be here Its not the brightest kind