| So it seems that we’ve lost ourselves
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| So immersed in our own decadence
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| We have dug our own graves
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| Ambition clouds our true loves
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| Unwanted wants become our gods
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| And we can’t get enough
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| Why! |
| Are! |
| We so in love with ourselves?
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| So you take all that can be taken
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| So you take your time here for granted
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| And so you waste
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| Second verse is same as the first
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| As each generation repeats the last
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| We still dig our own graves
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| Thus our fate is whats innate
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| To deny is to deny our grave
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| But we just can’t resist
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| How! |
| Did! |
| It all come to this?
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| Caught in the ecstasy of living for one
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| And we’re so weak and so blind
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| We’re losing ourselves inside
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| Forgetting the meaning of what life used to be
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| And so you waste your life for possessions
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| So you take all that can be taken
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| Hedonist! |
| Only a god could love you
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| So live it up, for you’re dead inside
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| So you take all that can be taken
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| So you take your time here for granted
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| And so you waste
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| Caught in the ecstasy of living for one
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| Our time is too precious to live for ourselves!
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| And we’re so weak and so blind
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| We’re losing ourselves inside
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| Forgetting the meaning of what life used to be
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| And we’re so weak and were so blind and
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| And we’re so weak and were so blind and… |