Hell's Playground

It's like I change my plans with every grain of sand

That gets caught between my toes of worries and woes

If they would take my hand

Maybe the pains of man

Wouldn't seem like such a bad dream that you can't control

All the thoughts that come

That make you toss your lunch

Every time that you think that you can hold it down

So now I'm off to jump

To bunny hop the bumps

That life sets up to hold my head underground

Cause I move back and forth on a swing set

The scenery stays the same

I ain't learned a thing yet

It comes and goes (and it comes again)

The sun the snow the rain the wind (the wind) and ain't none of it pretend

If I could bend all the barbed wires and bars

I could escape the playpen and make my way toward the stars

Pick up the pieces of broken keepsakes

And sprint across the field until both of my feet ache

I hung from my limbs

Off of the jungle gyms

Until my muscle got sore and my hustle got bored

And when I jumped down to take a look around

The only faces I recognized were the ones I ignored

I took the obstacle course at full speed

Still it's probable that the home team will hold the lead

But if it's possible I request that they let me take a seat

Stop the coach and ask him how I got into the league

It goes six six something miles beneath the surface

Championship

It's the skin verses the shirtless

And I don't know which side I'm supposed to be on

And I can't tell if it's getting closer to dawn

Well excuse me

But I had a rough evening

I was shaken out of my rest when I stopped breathing

Awoken from my sleep awoken from my dreams

Chokin' on my ?

Holdin' on to my screams

And the sea turned blue and the sky turned blue

And when I sing the blues all the lies come true

As we convince each other what's old is now

The books, the rent and the end is overdue

The waiting pool is full of the blood of the unbound souls

Submerge my urges as I plug my nose

And swim laps around the momentary laps of loss

Use a stick to write my name in every line I have to cross

Toss some change into the fountain to make a wish

But most of us are wishing for a little bit of change

Sneak a cigarette break between first and second down

And play match of hind and seek with your heart and your brain

Well olly olly oxen free duck duck gray duck

King of the hill fell off and broke his crown

The neighborhood runt lost his voice from yelling, "Wait up!"

And the needle ran away with the spoon Hell's Playground

Hook

We all, play the same games

We all, learn to share the same pains

So while we wait for the machine to break down

We play self one on one out on the playground (x3)

{Till the end}

Ooooh child, things are gonna get easier

(You're gonna have to fight your own little war)