I don't really care for this party
I don't like most of the people here
ever inch of the cold in these cement steps
will freeze the pain in these sarcastic tears
I don't really care about your heartache
go join the lonelys at the bar-oh
All you have is all that you take
don't substitute your laziness with sorrow
* There are many a million roads
Only one of which I know
All our thoughts and our gods and opinions
Are as unique as a flake of snow
I've often thought about your fortune
and all the hang-ups you endure
but your dream doesn't dance to my tune
it is you and only your song that's for sure
I left my body cause it done got beat down
I left my body to grow
and all the things that I could not find through greed's sound
they sang to me through soul.

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