Music = Life

Playing In Traffic | Broadside

You keep playing in traffic and you'll end up dead.

Trying hard to fit into
a mold that wasn't cast for you.
An image built with loneliness
and it's just not working.
If fitting the part is what's best for you,
you're preaching things that were never true.
Your ego shows,
your friends may grow,
but you're still a clone.

So come on,
don't miss your train.
You were always searching for the fast lane,
you sell yourself short, it's the easy way.
Ducking every mirror just to hide your shame.

You can't take this back.
No, no, you wish you could.
You chose your own path,
you keep playing in traffic and you'll end up dead.

The common hatred we once shared,
we had our lives
and they had theirs.
You bought in quick
and sold out fast,
so enjoy the crash.

I'm not bitter on the friends that I've lost,
just a little confused
by the time it cost.
For you to show your face,
what a disgusting waste.
But are you happy now?

You say that I'm too harsh on you
and how you spend your time.
That your old life's gone,
and I'm afraid to leave mine.

So come on,
don't miss your train.
You were always searching for the fast lane,
you sell yourself short, it's the easy way.
Ducking every mirror just to hide your shame.

You can't take this back.
No, no, you wish you could.
You chose your own path,
tearing at the skin that you just can't shed.
You keep playing in traffic and you'll end up dead.

Take me back to those trailer park nights,
ducking bottles most of my life.
Drug lords were neighbors,
dodging those blue lights.

I'm not asking you feel my pain.
I counted on you
to help me carry the weight.
I know your struggles,
cause I been in your brain.
We used to be one in the same.

So come on,
don't miss your train.
You were always searching for the fast lane,
you sell yourself short, it's the easy way.
Ducking every mirror just to hide your shame.

So come on,
don't miss your train.
You were always searching for the fast lane,
you sell yourself short, it's the easy way.
Swinging at mirrors to erase the pain.

You can't take this back.
No, no, you wish you could.
You chose your own path,
tearing at the skin that you just can't shed.
Burying the weight up inside your head,
you keep playing in traffic and you'll end up...

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MY JAM! And easily one of my favorite bands.  I can relate to this song so much it scares me. "Ducking every mirror just to hide your shame" and "Trying hard to fit into a mold that wasn't cast for you.".  I've been there and I've got those days where I go back there.  I remember in middle school I was easily seen as an outcast for many reasons and at that point I just wanted friends.  So I did what almost any person would do, I molded myself to be someone I wasn't.  (Yay) And all that did was cause problems for me, for people that were my real friends...I won't lie.  During this time I was a fucking jerk.  I almost lost people that really cared about me because I wasn't being myself.  I came to realize that there are just some things I can't change about me. If they are negative things, I can only work to improve them.  If they are positive things I want to strive to improve those as well.  I don't have to trade in who I am for people or things that will only give me temporary happiness.  I want people and things that will be with me forever and I can look to them and not regret a thing.