we were running for the door
never waiting for anything anymore
and when the time was running thin
we couldn’t even understand
we never said it’s what we want
but now we’re told it’s what we’ve got
and in the end it all falls back on us
but there’s a war still being fought
just not as hard as we had thought
so it’s never gonna end for us
making things make sense
was never worth the effort spent
and yelling quiet on the set
the production can be begin
now you're asking yourself, where did it all go wrong?
and if we started now could we mend it like torn cloth?
or is it too late to turn it around?
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