Why do we need this
Who was it that said that great things come to great men
Well that fucker lied to us
There's nothing here but a wasteland
But I can still see (Still see) the graves (The graves) of the dead (The dead)
But it's useless
Most of us would rather sit
(Than see) Than see (This wound) this wound
(That we) That we have created
Lets not last the night
Lets not last the night
I'm sick and I'm tired of always being the good guy
I'm sick and I'm tired of always being the good guy
Senseless and I'm not sure why
I'm not going to pretend that I know all the answers
For all of the questions
Its got to be good for something
So we'll chalk this up (And mount) and we'll mount (The dead) the dead
On the fireplace (Above) above right (Above) right above (Above) our guilded heads, on our guilded heads
I'm sick and I'm tired of always being the good guy
I'm sick and I'm tired of always being the good guy
Like sitting in the back seat (It's all the rage)
And boring me with your body (It's all the rage)
How many times can I say I'm sorry (It's all the rage)
Like sitting in the back seat (It's all the rage)
And boring me with your body (It's all the rage)
How many times can I say I'm sorry (It's all the rage)
And really mean it (repeated)
Go
Why do we need this
Who was it that said that great things come to great men
Well that fucker lied to us
There's nothing here but a wasteland
There's nothing here.
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