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| Performed by Good Riddance: SHADOWS OF DEFEAT (Martin Luther King�{leads into the song}) "When we look at modern man, We have to face the fact, That modern man suffers, From a kind of technological difficulty Which stands in glaring contrast, To it�s scientific and technological abundance. We learned to fly the air like birds. We learned to swim the seas like fish. But we haven�t learned to walk the earth as brothers and sisters"�(end Mr. King) These walls keep closing in I�m just a mannequin, Whoa�it�s time to go! Don't come too close to me I can�t find no space to breathe . Whoa�it's time to go! My touch, the kiss of death. More sick with every breath. I just can�t seem to slow it down now. Why line up to conform? Why wear a gray uniform? To grow old and die In this same fucking town� Obsessed with misery. Life holds no joy for me. Whoa� it�s time to go! No colors only gray I die a little everyday. Whoa�it�s time to go ! I�m born wrong, too dead to feel. Wake up it�s all too real. Whoa� it�s time to go! Switched off there�s no more pain. Padded walls I�m half insane. Whoa� it�s time to go! THE HARDEST PART I used to think you were on my side. We never found a place to hide. I let it go on too long like so many times before. I don't know where I should start. It seems like the hardest part, to take your pretty world and tear it all apart. Let it go� I can�t fix you anymore Let it go� time to be stronger than before Let me go� crying all the time Let it go, Let it go� And trust me� I�m not worth your waste of time For the sake of sanity, let�s erase those memories. There�s nothing left here that will take the pain away. There�s no more mystery just too much history. Someday you�ll understand it�s really for the best. Connection� Rejection, Your tears won�t carry me away. Completely, forget me, Just let it go! Now It�s time to move on. |
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