Mission Drive

My mission drive, is to open up my eyes
And I don't care who wants to stare these days
To realise, to be brought back down to size
The wicked lies and all the shite you say
And I don't care who wants to stare these days

Yeah my mission drive, is to open up my eyes
To the wicked lies and all the shite you say

I'm not losing my mind
No I'm not changing my lines
I'm just learning new things with the passing of time
I'm looking on the bright side
I wear it like a bruise
I've never loved Elvis
And I've never sung the blues
I'm thinking of another man
I remind myself of him
I wear him like a hairstyle
Or a stain upon my skin
But, my flesh is getting cleaner
And my hair is growing thin

Yeah my mission drive, is to open up my eyes
To the wicked lies and all the shite you say
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