| We seem so lost and jaded
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| Well what a price to pay
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| Fear can be overstated
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| And you seem infatuated
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| With finding who’s to blame
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| While it can seem so hard now
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| I got a feeling we ain’t meant to live this way
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| Don’t tell me it’s too late
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| Because I feel it too, we all love to hate
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| And let others lead the way
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| Some searching to find
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| That life with a new peace of mind
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| And still we march further away
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| Singing our songs of yesterday
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| While so much still stands in our way
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| Voices with nothing to say
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| Some feel that life’s a fable
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| While some don’t have the time
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| Wash up and kiss the altar
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| All hail the mighty father
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| But love will keep you blind
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| Same questions we keep asking
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| Won’t hear the answers 'cause we’re scared of what we’ll find
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| We try and compensate through our troubled faith
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| That should keep us safe
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| And keep searching for a sign
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| Some searching to find
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| That life with a new piece of mind
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| And still we march further away
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| Singing our songs of yesterday
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| While so much still stands in our way
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| Voices with nothing to say
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| There won’t be another day, no changing of the seasons
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| And no one’s going to save us from the lies
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| The greatest story ever told
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| Is only what you make it
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| Power and struggle and fear
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| All by design
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| And still we march further away (We seem so lost and jaded)
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| Singing our songs of yesterday (Just is not hard to point the blame)
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| While so much still stands in our way (Yeah!)
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| Voices with nothing to say |