Lyrics

They've got infinite money And the people are blind Everyone is asleep Or just losing their mind They don't teach you at school Or you'd know the score You'd be living your life And know what living was for Guess I'll be guy That's going to wake you up and open your eyes I'll slap the fire out of you I'm getting sick of these lies And aren't you sick of it all? Have you forgot how to live? Is living dragging you down? Get back up on your feet again And listen to this sound Because there's no way home A home doesn't exist And living today Can tear you apart The things that they say They'll rip out your heart Makes you feel all alone And yet you got to go on You're so far from home, yeah And your home is gone
Writer(s): Anton A Newcombe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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