Playing at the Rockit Room on April 7th 2008http://myspace.com/DearInduguLyrics\n\nI walk this earth with uncertainty\nI just can\'t seem to see clearly\nMy voice is soft, I\'m lost in the crowd\nBut I\'ll write a song, maybe they\'ll hear me\n\nTill I was eight I lived with a man\nWith three fingers on his right hand\nHow can this be? I couldn\'t understand\nWell, I\'m nineteen now and I finally can\nYou see, I don\'t believe in god, I don\'t believe in man\nI don\'t believe in fate or a greater plan\nThe world is shaped by random events\nToo beautiful to comprehend\n\nTeddie got symmetrical tattoos\nOf two friends\' names who died of drug use\nTwo more signs of the bitter truth\nOur livesare fragile, this ink is proof\n\n\nI have a friend who\'s five years old\nHe doesn\'t sugarcoat, there\'s nothing to be sold\nSometimes his honesty can be quite bold\nBut in a world of lies the truth is gold\nAnd it\'s getting harder and harder to find\nYou gotta learn to read between the lines\nEven the president and his corporate swine\nWill try to please our ears but keep us blind\n\nWhen I was born I couldn\'t breathe\nLike I just arrived only to leave\nBut as the doctors slid tubes down my throat\nI guess I forced myself to believe\nAnd I\'m glad I haven\'t forgotten how\nBecause sometimes it hurts so bad I long for a way out\nBut mom, I\'m making a vow\nYou didn\'t lose me then, you won\'t lose me now\n\nTeddie got symmetrical tattoos\nOf two friends\' names who died of drug use\nTwo more signs of the bitter truth\nOur lives are fragile, this ink is proof\n\n\nInnocence is an art\nYou gotta work to stay pure at heart\nIwas off to a good start\nI\'ll get it back, I\'m working hard\n\nI walk this earth with uncertainty\nI just can\'t seem to see clearly\nMy voice is soft, I\'m lost in the crowd\nBut I\'ll write a song, maybe they\'ll hear me\nI\'ll write a song maybe you\'ll hear me\nMaybe you\'ll hear me dear, indugu, jesse, soft, spoken, strickman