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I'm a breather, mail receiver

Ad I don't know where I stand

Not since someone informed me

That my house was built on sand

And it's not the earth beneath me

It's just the concept of the land

And I'm standing on the corner

When the buildings, they all fell

And you blink once you're a goner

Everything just goes pell-mell

It's a real hard sell, my conceptual hell

Not even good for kindling, no

When the buildings, they all fell

And I'm a breather, mail receiver

Bottom feeder just getting by

And you know it's all just part of the course

But you blame it on some non existent force

Oh yeah, of course, you know you can't ride

The concept of the horse but still I try

In a carton desert landscape

With a pair of Acme jet skates

Focused on my destination

I seem to have forgot my station

Now it's time to face the nation

And I'm riding to meet you

On a brown gray speckled mare

But there's something that unnerves me

Like I'm riding on thin air

These few doubts disserve me

Thinking no one really cares

And I'm jumping over fences

On this obstacle course

But it seems I'm getting nowhere

On the concept of the horse

It's a real hard sell, my conceptual hell

Not even good for kindling, no

When the buildings, they all fell

And I'm a breather, bottom feeder

How many liters must I imbibe?

And you know it's all just part of the course

But you blame it on some non existent force

Oh yeah, of course, you know you can't ride

The concept of the horse but still I try


Mirror lyrics:

The concept of the horse but still I try

Oh yeah, of course, you know you can't ride

But you blame it on some non existent force

And you know it's all just part of the course

How many liters must I imbibe?

And I'm a breather, bottom feeder

When the buildings, they all fell

Not even good for kindling, no

It's a real hard sell, my conceptual hell

On the concept of the horse

But it seems I'm getting nowhere

On this obstacle course

And I'm jumping over fences

Thinking no one really cares

These few doubts disserve me

Like I'm riding on thin air

But there's something that unnerves me

On a brown gray speckled mare

And I'm riding to meet you

Now it's time to face the nation

I seem to have forgot my station

Focused on my destination

With a pair of Acme jet skates

In a carton desert landscape

The concept of the horse but still I try

Oh yeah, of course, you know you can't ride

But you blame it on some non existent force

And you know it's all just part of the course

Bottom feeder just getting by

And I'm a breather, mail receiver

When the buildings, they all fell

Not even good for kindling, no

It's a real hard sell, my conceptual hell

Everything just goes pell-mell

And you blink once you're a goner

When the buildings, they all fell

And I'm standing on the corner

It's just the concept of the land

And it's not the earth beneath me

That my house was built on sand

Not since someone informed me

Ad I don't know where I stand

I'm a breather, mail receiver


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