A moment of silence, please, for those who never get the chance
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They show up to the party, but they're never asked to dance
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The losers, the liars, the bastards, the thieves
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The cynicists, the pessimists, and those that don't believe in nothing
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I never met a loser that I didn't see eye-to-eye with, I declare
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I stare into your eyes
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But you look right past me into the air
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What's it like to stand in your shoes?
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To have never felt the belt of somebody's abuse?
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I take the bottle and I tip it to all my heroes that have passed
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Alas, you have left us, but your stories they will last
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Uninspired by the recruiting call
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Independent we stand
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Independent we fall
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So tell me: how long do you think you can go before you lose it all?
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Before they call you bluff and watch you fall?
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I don't know, but I'd like to think I had control
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At some point, but I let it go and lost my soul
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Sit tight, but the revolution's years away
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You're losing faith and I'm running low on things to say
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So, I guess I have no choice but to regurgitate
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The tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite
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Oh! To have died that night, I realized it wouldn't last
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Our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass
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The final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed
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Oh! To the west, you don't know what it is you're running from
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And everybody's laughing loud
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Your last chance to make your mother and your father proud
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Oh, oh, oh...
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A moment of silence, please, for those who never get the chance
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They show up to the party, but they're never asked to dance
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The losers, the liars, the bastards, the thieves
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The cynicists, the pessimists, and those that don't believe in nothing
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They said "a pox,
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Upon your house,
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Upon your family and everyone you ever knew
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And everyone you'll ever meet"
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I bet they think we wish we joined when we could
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But we do what we want, we don't do what we should
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Now, everybody's laughing, 'cause they're thinking they're in on something I don't get
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Don't forget
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I connect and I read every word you said
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Like a child who believes he was wronged
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If you hate me so much, then stop singing my songs
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So tell me: how long do you think you can go before you lose it all?
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Before they call your bluff and watch you fall?
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I don't know, but I'd like to think I had control
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At some point, but I let it go and lost my soul
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Sit tight, but the revolution's years away
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I'm losing faith and I'm running low on things to say
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So, I guess I have no choice but to regurgitate
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The tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite
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Oh! To have died that night, I realized it wouldn't last
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Our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass
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The final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed
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Oh! To the west, you don't know what it is you're running from
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And everybody's laughing loud
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Your last chance to make your mother and your father proud
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Oh, oh, oh...
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A Moment Of Silence
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Streetlight Manifesto |