Blood shot eyes on factory floors Filling up little bottles The great depressed, the o.k., the not sure, Empty out little pockets If you stop believing let me know And we don't even show Our feelings hide What keeps deceiving, let it go Now we don't even know The biggest prize, I'm not so sure anymore
Blood shot types wash up on the shore Crawling out from the life boat Creeping past all border control Filling up empty promises If you stop believing, let me know Now we don't even show Our feelings hide Don't let yourself feel alive
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