| Can’t help but wonder 'bout what’s underneath these city streets
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| The wires and cables tangled up, connecting everything
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| And down below, we’ll find the bones of people from the past
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| People with dreams about the future
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| And when we die, our empty bodies turn to dust
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| There’ll be no pit of fire
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| No angels singing songs for us
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| There’s nothing we can say that people won’t forget someday
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| There’s nothing we can do that matters
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| And that’s okay
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| Just when you think you’ve got it all worked out
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| That’s probably when they’ll put you in the ground
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| Just when I think I’ve got it all worked out
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| That’s probably when they’ll put me in the ground
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| Ain’t got much faith in God or modern-day mythology
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| The lies and fables, fate, and luck directing everything
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| So down we go like dominoes; |
| our lives go by too fast
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| Nobody lives to see the future
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| And when we die, buildings and bridges left to rust
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| No heaven in the sky, no pearly gates on clouds and stuff
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| The monuments we build will crumble and decay someday
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| There’s nothing we can do that matters
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| Just when you think you’ve got it all worked out
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| That’s probably when they’ll put you in the ground
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| Just when I think I’ve got it all worked out
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| That’s probably when they’ll put me in the ground
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| I wanna laugh as many times as I can before I die
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| I wanna love, I wanna smile; |
| I don’t need much, I’m a simple child
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| I wanna laugh as many times as I can before I die
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| I wanna love, I wanna smile, just wanna fuck every once in a while
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| I just wanna fuck every once in a while
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| I think I’ve finally got it all worked out
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| Somebody come and put me in the ground
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| I think I’ve finally got it all worked out
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| Somebody come and put me in the ground
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| Can’t help but wonder 'bout what’s underneath these city streets
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| The wires and cables tangled up, connecting everything |