You've got a lot of medals
For someone who is losing
You've got a lot of trophies
They call it moral bruising
You're wearing all your ribbons
And yelling at the TV
You're scaring all your housemates
With your monologing
We could concede and let it go on
Places to be, they're getting us through
Temporary peaceful approach
Everyone is waiting for you
You're always in the doorway
Never in the moment
It's like watching a movie
Next to a chain-smoker
Why is it so paralyzing
To see the one you love dance?
Are you holding their hand
Or holding back each other?
We could concede and let it go on
Places to be, getting us through
Temporary peaceful approach
While everyone is waiting for you, go
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
Telling lies, telling lies to yourself
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
Telling lies, telling lies to yourself
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
Ba, ba-ba-ba-ba
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
(La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
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