Released on July 1, 2007

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I'm only human, I can't achieve perfection

But I'm headed in that direction next

I know I'll never come even close but

If I don't try maybe I'll miss the boat

Even a chance, remote, is worth it to me

Cause if I'm not who I want who should I want to be?

And if I'm not who I am I could never be free

And I need to be me, at least artistically

Yo audience, I hope you agree

Artists battle through some difficult things

Your identity sings through the skills you bring

And if you don't like what you hear, it's a typical scene

It's really difficult to feel completely redeemed

That's really whack, pretty shitty indeed

So you know what I mean?

I need it bad, I need it bad, I need to bad

I need it bad, I need it bad, I need to bad

I need it bad, I need it bad, I need to bad

Headed for my destination, I won't be on time

I need imagination, restoration, that's okay

Anyway, I always work with the passion

If a day gets away, there's always the next day

And the next day, and the next day

Wait until the next day, to get your mind right

Find in sight to write your life story

Make it a rhyme, you might make it

So long as you take your time, and never fake it

Music is honesty at the mind

You can't be good [?] if it's filled with lies

And it thrives, other people being true to their lives

And I've tried, to make it to myself on time

But that, contradicts every word of my rhyme

In fact, fuck it if I'm not me it's a crime

Even if I take my time

Man, I want it so bad I can squeeze it in my hand

This band is the reason that I need to see the Peter Pan plan come to pass

Never grow up, or never blow up, alas

I don't give a fuck, as long as I'm making music I'm cool off of making bucks

I'll be eating ramen noodle soup that I stole from your Buddhist group

Truth is, I'll jump through every hula hoop

Mood swings come but I steady wanna do this

How many groups got a bass playing flutist

If the death star blows up go tell George Lucas

Episode 4 it's revenge of the cats who used to battle rap

Back before we thought of them as tracks or a cash crop

Back when the black top was a backdrop

And I thought I looked sad with a flat top

Fact is man I won't stop cause I can't stop

(Won't stop, can't stop, won't stop, can't stop)