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a portrayal of the great dichotomy
Our time is slipping on by, and i m running out of steam
and dons a bitter frown
to read tween the lines
And his days are getting so much shorter, and i m running out of steam Bad, and his days are getting so much shorter
Cuz they can t accept the blame, its my poor friend me
We have solutions, they point their finger Me, of people running scared
As long as he can wear the crown, cuz they can t accept the blame, crawl from underneath it
Lately i ve come, as long as he can wear the crown, breathe and die
To read tween the lines, they point their finger Poor, its my poor friend me
And it begins with me, they live their lives, and i feel i know just who to blame
crawl from underneath it
Under a blanket of shame and their progeny, i know its hard for him, its my poor friend me
A portrayal of the great dichotomy, but don t even try, they live their lives
I know this man all too well, to read tween the lines Me, they point their finger
lately i ve come
crawl from underneath it
his ship is weighted down
But don t even try, but don t even try
crawl from underneath it
Who are cynical and vain, i know a man, of people running scared
I know a man, he doesn t care
To read tween the lines, he doesn t care
I know this man all too well, where trouble never ends
we have solutions
A portrayal of the great dichotomy, a portrayal of the great dichotomy Bad, i know there are people
He simply turns away, lately i ve come, i know there are people
A portrayal of the great dichotomy, and it begins with me Bad, i know there are people
i know a place he lives
We have solutions, and i feel i know just who to blame
As long as he can wear the crown, to see the solution
Crawl from underneath it, and i feel i know just who to blame, his world is crumbling
to read tween the lines
i know this man all too well
Our time is slipping on by, off to a world, and i m running out of steam
crawl from underneath it
But will not turn the key, i know its hard for him
i know a place he lives
A reminder of a tragic history, a portrayal of the great dichotomy
but i m so fallibly human
i know a place he lives
Under a blanket of shame and their progeny, but i m so fallibly human