The Chattering Lack of Common Sense

Basically, I bet you'll see
 At first, I'm not quite what I seem
 Every day is just the same
 Picking names
 Repeating faces
 Everything is show and tell
 And things are played off somewhat well
 Holding hands, we're rather bored
 Nothing lines up anymore
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 I could never understand
 How first impressions go unplanned
 Everybody hides their face
 How could I have noticed
 Nonetheless, we're all the same
 There's many things from where we came
 Show a smile we're rather bored
 Nothing lines up anymore
 Turn around about a new view
 Bring about the fear inside you
 Make a storm of tears and anger
 Nevermind
 Don't worry 'bout me
 We've disposed of our contention
 Do our best, avoid attention
 Just accept the things you know
 Well maybe so
 Wait
 What is going on here?
 I'm a little out of sorts
 I've been contemplating
 Fallacies and things that scare me
 Why not try to let go?
 I've been feeling out of order
 I'm allowing change so
 Take a good look, this is me
 This is what I've come to be
 This is what I've come to be
 Look away cus we forgot
 The apathy that's tied in knots
 Hearing now our every thought
 Everything is show and tell
 And things are played off somewhat well
 All because we're rather bored
 Nothing matters anymore
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 Moving along
 Dancing along
 Playing along
 I am
 Waiting for it
 Preparing it
 Looking for it
 I am
 Feeling around
 Messing around
 Looking at you
 I am
 Laughing a lot
 Losing a lot
 Looking at you
 I am
 What the hell should I do?
 I've been feeling out of order
 I've been sorta noticing
 Fallacies and that see me
 Surely you've always known
 I'm a little out of sorts
 First impressions reborn
 This what I've come to be
 This is what I shouldn't be
 This is what I wanna be