People don't know wher to go or what to
say...these days I can't sleep for thinking about
you it's been building up inside me for years
Survival is our code Success is our religion With
our heads hung in shame and our hearts glowing
with pride we've found a means to an end and oh
my God it thrills us to death We'd like to know
how you live your life we'd like to know you're
still safe and sound after the sancuaries of
empty words have fallen to cemeteries we' lke to
know And time has taught us more than one lesson
so we'll never make the same mistakes again If
saying so little had ever meant so much may I go
crazy another part of me every time shakes my
soul and burns to the bottom of every glass
parched dry by too many years brittle cracked age
falls like dust If you think you've found your
chance wishing on a coin good luck to you good
luck to all those like you
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