Will someone please radio for help?
Cuz I think I'm allergic to myself
And they think they can throw us all away
We gotta stop it before it's
all too late
There's got to be a better way
They dissect everything
we say
To try to make us feel this way
And you can take the one
thing I have left
I'd give it all away for so much less
Can even take
the heart inside my chest
Woah-woah.
And you can take the one thing I
have left
Beat me to the ground and take my breath
But you can't take
who I am
woah-woah.
And I swear we were born to let you down
We
scream but never make a sound
We point but don't know which direction
We
are America right now
There's got to be a better way
They dissect
everything we say
To try to make us feel this way
And you can take
the one thing I have left
I'd give it all away for so much less
Can even
take the heart inside my chest
Woah-woah.
And you can take the one thing
I have left
Beat me to the ground and take my breath
But you can't take
who I am
woah-woah.
How can I be the same?
How can I say the
blame?
How come I am so tired of all these charades?
How can I be the
one?
How can I hold the gun?
How can I see if everyone else is to
blame?
hey! hey!
Don't want to be the
hey! hey!
Don't want to
see the
hey! hey!
Cuz we point the finger
Think everyone else is
to blame
Everyone else is to blame
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
One Thing I have Left
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