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Hey, you all remember that game where you're, you're like 8 years old or 9 years old, you'd be walking home from 4th grade, remember 4th grade? Remember your 4th grade teacher? Mine was Ms.Bealak, she was a real b*tch. Remember 4th grade and you're walking home right? All of a sudden you're jumping, like this, right? You're avoiding the cracks, you're not steppin' on the cracks because, remember that game? Don't step on the cracks, don't break you're mother's back. Well, we're playing in Denver, it's hot as sh*t and we're all exhausted by the heat and all. Mike and I are walking right, and we start hopping over the cracks like a bunch of idiot's. Hold on, you don't understand. In my crazy head I start thinking about this silly kids game. It's supposed to be this silly kids game were you hop over the cracks, you don't break your mother's back. I'm thinking: you know what this isn't a game, this is like preparation for being an adult, or being like a teenager, and what happens, hold on, is those cracks become the math exam you failed, or the girlfriend or boyfriend, and now you're having a baby, they're pregnant, or the day your parents sit you down and tell you that they're getting a divorce. Those are the cracks that you have to hop over, you guys get that? This is what I'm thinking, and you're mother's back becomes your back, and no sh*t that it's to hard to take and sometimes you're gonna break right? Well this next song is about those days when you feel like you're surrounded by the cracks, they're all around you." - Raine Maida (OLP) |
