We're doing it all wrong
Trying to make everything right
You can either play along
or take up your weapon and fight
Don't matter what you say
there will always be one
who's gonna scream nay
and then the battle's just begun
Some seem so blind to the world
they can't even see themselves
so angry words are hurled
from the glass house in which they dwell
I don't think anybody knows for sure
I don't think anybody knows what's pure
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