Wide-eyed and ___________
A moment is the most
She'll hang her day upon
Others plan a life
Without the faintest hope of change
And belay all her knowledge
Of where hope has gone
In these ugly times
An ugly mind will have it's say
And your betters would not
Have it any other way
Oh my eyesfor the sins
I may not shed
Burn like coals
Inside my head
Smoldering black
And flaming red
Oh my eyesfor the sins
I may not shed
Burn like coals
Inside my head
Smoldering black
And flaming red
Reconciled and pacified
By bread and circus clowns
Who keep you all in stitches
As they keep you down
Dust yourself down
Tell me what on earth
The fuss was for
'cause what you've seen is nothing
To what's still in store
In these ugly times
An ugly mind will have it's say
And your betters would not
Have it any other way
Oh my eyesfor the sins
I may not shed
Burn like coals
Inside my head
Smoldering black
And flaming red
Oh my eyesfor the sins
I may not shed
Burn like coals
Inside my head
Smoldering black
And flaming red
Oh my eyesfor the sins
I may not shed
Burn like coals
Inside my head
Smoldering black
And flaming red
Failure's child is weak and mild Wide-eyed and ___________ A moment is the most She'll hang her day upon Others plan a life Without the faintest hope of change And belay all her knowledge Of where hope has gone In these ugly times An ugly mind will have it's say And your betters would not Have it any other way Oh my eyesfor the sins I may not shed Burn like coals Inside my head Smoldering black And flaming red Oh my eyesfor the sins I may not shed Burn like coals Inside my head Smoldering black And flaming red Reconciled and pacified By bread and circus clowns Who keep you all in stitches As they keep you down Dust yourself down Tell me what on earth The fuss was for 'cause what you've seen is nothing To what's still in store In these ugly times An ugly mind will have it's say And your betters would not Have it any other way Oh my eyesfor the sins I may not shed Burn like coals Inside my head Smoldering black And flaming red Oh my eyesfor the sins I may not shed Burn like coals Inside my head Smoldering black And flaming red Oh my eyesfor the sins I may not shed Burn like coals Inside my head Smoldering black And flaming red Explain Request ×
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