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Yeah, I know

The best of times

Are ahead of us

At least that's what the electric prophets

Are telling us

It's all mass delusion

This endless confusion

It governs our lives

(And pollutes our minds)

There's a feeling inside

That makes it alright

It feeds on our hope

But it's the best we can find

I'm sick of it all

Yeah, I know

Good things come

To those who wait

But how much time can you really waste

Dwelling your fate?

The rope's getting tighter

A painful reminder

Of what we've become

(Redeemers to none)

And that feeling inside

Well, it's just a lie

One thing is certain

We're all gonna die

Aw yeah

That's right

Just one more time

Bring it fucking home

I'm sick of it all

Yeah, I know

I know

One more fucking time

Bring it!

Damn right I know