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WATCHING THE RAIN ON A HOLIDAY, AND COUNTING ALL THE CARS ON THE INTERSTATE
CAUSE ANY OTHER CHOICE THAT WE’LL EVER MAKE
IT NEVER REALLY SEEMS TO MATTER ANYWAY
AND I DON’T KNOW WHAT I’M SUPPOSED TO SAY
WAITING IN A LINE WHILE THEY RUN THEIR RACE (SUCH A WASTE OF TIME)
I’VE NEVER BEEN THE KIND TO WANNA ACT MY AGE (NEVER TAKING SIDES)
LIVING IN THE VOID IS A GREAT ESCAPE
IT NEVER REALLY SEEMS TO MATTER ANYWAY
SO I’LL JUST FORGET WHAT I’M SUPPOSED TO SAY
FEAR ISN’T LOST OR FOUND, STANDING ON A LEDGE
AND TRUTH WILL NOT WEAR A CROWN WHEN IT’S PUT TO DEATH
ALL OF THESE CHANGES NOW, RUNNING THROUGH MY HEAD
AND ALL THAT WE CHASE AROUND, NEVER SEEMS TO END, IT BEGINS AGAIN
SLEEPING IN A DREAM WHILE I’M WIDE AWAKE
AND TEACHING THESE MACHINES HOW TO MEDITATE
CAUSE ANY OTHER CHOICE THAT WE’LL EVER MAKE
IT NEVER REALLY SEEMS TO MATTER ANYWAY
AND I DON’T KNOW WHAT I’M SUPPOSED TO SAY
CAPTURING THE SCENE, AS THE FILM DEGRADES (NO ONE OWNS THE NIGHT)
I’D RATHER MAKE BELIEVE THAN TO KNEEL AND PRAY (WRITE A BOOK OF LIES)
LIVING IN THE VOID IS A GREAT ESCAPE
IT NEVER REALLY SEEMS TO MATTER ANYWAY
SO I’LL JUST FORGET WHAT I’M SUPPOSED TO SAY