Crisis all comes when you dance Your lies are all spilling out They're coming fast and loose
Nobody talks in black and white Are there any straight answers anymore And your emerald city, sitting so pretty
Hold on, we're in oblivion falling way down I'm bending over backwards Anyone of you know the way to get home
You never truly know somebody Never know where they have been before
You made a crisis unavoidable And your emerald city, sitting so pretty
Hold on, we're in oblivion falling way down I'm bending over backwards Cling to the tether to the truth My god, it's so unnecessary
All I really want is for it to be, oh Is for it to be, oh, what a feeling Anyone of you know the way to get home?
That it's all the same it doesn't matter what you are That underneath it's not as good as what you thought That it's all the same, it doesn't matter what you are
Under it all it's not as good as what you thought Way down, into the ground Underneath for as far as you can see
Hold on, we're in oblivion falling way down I'm bending over backwards Cling to the tether to the truth My god, it's so unnecessary
All I really want is for it to be, oh Is for and to be, oh, what a feeling Anyone of you know the way to get home
Anybody know the way to go to get me home?
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