Brush Jumping

Get up, get dressed
We've got to go
Hit the dirty terrain
And grass slopes
It's a dirty mirage of wet fear
Just living as if we're barely here

And I don't know where we'll have to go
To search for things I might find out
And I just think I'll have to hold my own
But I guess I just don't know right now

Running full force
Through the bushes
Get to a plateau
And jump for distance
Sometimes it's hard to explain a purpose
Just come along
No more excuses

And I just feel we're so misunderstood
But I guess I just don't know right now
And I don't feel the way I think I should
Gonna find out what it's all about

Spiders in my head
Lizards in my bed
My skin is turning red
I'm done pretending
John is keeping score
Seems we're hurt and sore
Chilling on the floor
With hurt feelings

I guess I'll have to hold my own
I guess I don't know right now
We seem so misunderstood

And one day I'll probably be heard
I'll yell and I'll scream and soon I'll be served
By a, a young man in a suit and a tie
Who says "Go to Hell"
And I'll, I'll say fine
And yeah, I think fine
Remember those times where we
Rolled through brush, and cactus, and vines
And when you're feeling down in the dirt
Just let the sun hit
And you know what it's worth
When you don't give a shit