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Download Aspiring Sociopath by Atmosphere

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Atmosphere Aspiring Sociopath lyrics

[Slug]:
7:30 AM, Alerted to life by a song on the radio
The evening is over
Another morning, another opportunity
To do something progressive to prove that he's worthy
Up and out the door by 9 O'clock
The sun is shining up and down the block
There's children in the corner waiting for a bus
That will take them to school and exploit their trust
He starts the car, sparks with one crank
It's those good ol' fashioned American mechanics
And even though he'd rather own a new import
It's dependable and more important its all he can afford
Stops by the coffee shop to pick up some smokes and a cup of Joe ("No, wait, make it a tea. A good green tea.")
Back into the Ford with the windows rolled up
So when the radio rocks he can sing along freely
"With the lights out it's less dangerous"
At the top of his lungs the words burst through shameless
Pushing that dream, trying to beat the time
"Oh well, whatever, nevermind"
Nothing else matters when your knifing through traffic
Wishing it was a stickshift (it's an automatic)
Listening to the road, voice of the nomad
How he'd love to leave drive away never go back
"Wheels keep on turning, turning turning and turning"
Alone is when he finally feels like a person
Light another Nat Sherman
Crack the window, feel the wind blow
Serenity tenfold
"God bless whoever invented sunglasses"
And while you're at it save the saints that work the fast food drive throughs
Objects are closer than they appear
Cuz when your by yourself there ain't one else to lie to
Talk radio gets a lot of play in his vehicle
It teaches him topics to dicuss with real people
So when he stops to get gas or hit that coffee shop
His neurotic ass can act like he knows a whole lot
"Pour some sugar on me", and my counterfeit personality
He's a loner dotti, he's a rebel
He's gonna drive the Escort to the middle of that meadow
Thinking about how he can leave this city
Fill the tank and towards the water he'll flee, or
Maybe he should just go get a picture at the CC
And find a stool at the bar where he can stare at the TV
Either way tomorrow will be just like today
And that's all it takes to make the change
He loves to drive more than he loves being alive
And this town doesn't even know his real name

It goes bye bye Miss American Pie
Drove the Ford to the border to disturb the order
If only had he know that he wouldn't be missed
Maybe then he could have grown to exist
(repeated till the song fades)