The Artist Flower - Been Here Before

You render me
So easily
What does it mean
You don't mean?

Cold sweat
Yellow lines
No sweat
No time

Ive been here before
Knocking on heavens door
Im just code
With no form

Im just code
With no form
No words
To conform
No world
To call home
Just me
In the code

In my mind

Lean to the left or the right

Yeah its filled with hard choices
Listen to all the right voices
Wippin' the sweets in the royces
Can you tell me what the right choice is

Lean the left or the right
Just don't go off the sides
You and me are one of a kind
I just hope that we don't die tonight

Listen to the left or the right
Just don't pick the wrong side
One is cunning the other is cunning
The other is kind
Both are hoping the other would die
Knowing the other just might
Change the corse of my whole like
Get to chose the end of my ride
Telling me to hug the white lines

Listen to the left or the right
Just don't pick the wrong side
One is cunning the other is cunning
The other is kind
Both are hoping the other would die
Knowing the other just might
Change the corse of my whole like
Get to chose the end of my ride
Telling me to hug the white lines

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Im just code
All alone

You render me
So easily
Its like I'm not here
Whenever you leave

I don't know which way to go
Which way to go

I don't know which way is home
Which way is home
Which way Is home

Written by:
jonathon McClendon

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