Lyrics:

If youre trying to get in his head
Then youre just wasting your breath
Cause he might as well be dead
There just aint no getting through
If thats what youre trying to do

And to those who dont know him yet
He dont care if you ever do
He is faithful to himself
And it can hurt to hear the truth
But he just aint concerned with you

They were mean, said they were silly dreams
So he had to leave, no time to grieve
Had to set out and find
Something better than what he left behind
Something he knew was worth
All of his pain and hurt

He gets down on his own self
More than anybody else can
And its easy to understand
But it can hurt to hear the truth
But he just aint concerned with you

Cause spirits have their own minds
They cant be confined to fit between the lines
Spirits have their own minds
They cant be confined, they draw their own lies

Its alright tell 'em how it is
Even though it dont make you popular
Sometimes you gotta be a dick
You dont have to roll over

So to those who dont know him yet
He dont care if you ever do
He is faithful to himself
And it can hurt to hear the truth
But he just aint concerned with you

They were mean, said they were silly dreams
So he had to leave, no time to grieve
Had to set out and find
Something better than what he left behind
Something he knew was worth
All of his pain and hurt

Spirits have their own minds
They cant be confined, they draw their own lines

Its alright tell 'em how it is
Even though it dont make you popular
Sometimes you gotta be a dick
You dont have to roll over
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