I finally learned to spit it out
An with that alone i've said too much
'Cause anything a secret
Is willing to be kept that way
Looking for the truths of mine?
They're found in every other line
Still looking for the truths of mine?
Many is a mood, oh my
Penny racer gone to Mars in flames
Ready as ever to survive
We'll survive
Everyone is an editor
Trying to get a read on me
The less complete a sentence is
The more i guess i tried to say
Looking for the truths of mine?
They're found in every other line
Sill looking for the truths of mine?
Many is a mood, oh my
Penny racer gone to Mars in flames
Ready as ever to survive
Everything is a problem
Is that why everybody answers all at once?
Everything is a problem in my mind
So why make it any harder on me?
They'll make you make it all right
Penny racer gone to Mars in flames