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When we came here it was done, I felt completely useless |
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Never learned to quite adjust and all along they knew this |
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Carousel would someday stop and throw us off in anger |
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I guess I didn't think I'd ever see this sitcom dramedy |
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They wrote the script for us already |
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It's not the time that makes us guilty |
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It's all done, the hatreds built, the walls divide |
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And when I die I'll leave you with these |
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Animals that think the future's in their minds |
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It's in their minds but they're so blind |
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And so I leave it behind, ecological man-made crime |
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And so I leave you behind to these miraculous, intelligent, |
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Incredible, extrodinary minds |
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Junk mail stacked into the sky, recycled paper and plastic |
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Then we said that we would try, decreasing figures were drastic |
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But it didn't do much good, nobody cares about it |
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Not much emotion in my neighborhoold, my apartment's made |
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Of wood I haven't given more than I could |
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It's not the time that makes us guilty |
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It's the ones before the ones that lit the fuse |
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Cancer causing smog injecting in the vein |
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That makes the world go round so fast |
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And you won't last, its in the past |
