When we were younger we saw Godspace in our fathers Now that all our heroes died we're all alone
Where to begin, the lights are fading Songs are played out, legs are shaking Tired hands they reach for something more than they can see But waking up is hard to do When you've got nothing left to lose And you've got nothing left to choose Except for cigarettes and booze they tell you \"Don't rely on other people's eyes to see your life\" But we're still trying to break mirrors inside this Fun house of denial and wondering Where do we go next, do we go next
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Where to begin, the stakes are raising Crowd's drawing close, my body's shaking Tired hands they reach for something more I've never been so sure that I can't do this anymore I forget what we do it for I guess I get a little bored With trying to spill my heart out in four chords I don't rely on other people's eyes to see my life But I'm still trying to break mirrors inside this Fucking fun house of denial Wondering where do we go next, do we go next
It's not that I'm not happy with where I'm at I just thought I'd be more than this All these things on my bucket list thought I'd be linguist But if I die right now what'll be left of me So I'm stuck here writing my own eulogy And if it was you and me I could find some peace And the fact of overreaction is just amusing to me
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