Blue October

Say It
Blue October
It’s all about esteem
It’s all about dreams
It’s all about making the best out of everything
You’ll know when you're fine
Cause you’ll talk like a mime
And you’ll fall on your face
You get back up and you’re doing fine
“A considerate clown, a preachy preaching machine”
Is one of the sweetest things you would say about me
But I don’t have the time for your distorted esteem
Why are you toying with my mind?
I don’t wanna hear you say say say say
say say say say it
I don’t wanna hear you say say say say
say say it
I don’t wanna hear you say say say say
say say say say it
Now you’re messing with my pride
Look
You think you’re smarter than me
Well everyone knows
You will never be smarter than me
That’s how it goes
I gained forty pounds because of you
Was there an “S” on my chest
Well I confess, you were too much stress
I’d have a heart attack at best
So now I breathe it out, I breathe it out
And I spit it on the crowd
Cause they lift me up, they lift me up,