It's superficial, in the end, to go out and develop friends that contradict all that you are.
And after all your life has changed, you'll find that something still remains that drives discontent through your heart.
and you'll find out that you still play your part.
You speak: "There's not much left to lie."
and that's your piece of mind
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I cannot find the way that you justify everything you do, I just can't find the way, no.
I cannot find the way that we sidestep our problems merrily, I just can't find the way, no.
The problem's in your mind, 'cause you don't take the time to find out why. No, you just whine and search for signs.
Well the landslide's comin', it will bring you down, and everybody here will all gather 'round to look upon your ashes scattered on the ground, you know.
Well, your perspective is slightly tainted: the "bright red" roses are just white ones painted. the landslide's comin' next for you, and that you know, so off you go.
You speak: "There's not much left to lie."
and that's your piece of mind
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The problem's in your mind, 'cause you don't take the time to find out why. No, you just whine.
Now there's still something you can do: just cut back on the self abuse. It's just not worth it in the end.
And you'll find out that I'll still be your friend
You speak: "There's not much left to lie."
and that's your piece of mind
[chorus]
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