{When you're ready to sing We step up the microphones And it comes out somethin' like this}
Deep inside I seek what's burning Should have known all the while what's true Went along, to fool myself Can't go on, I can't escape it All along, think
a fit, one more time Dammit, I changed again Turn around, things have changed Now I don't feel the same, yeah Start a fight, kick a fit, one more time
out swinging never alone again The pain inside can guide your way Midnight no sleep You're inside you scream to no one hears you fall Daylight proves me today, day one
Taking it back, turn it around Get on it, up on it, get on it (Wouldn't wanna be you) Get on it, up on it, get on it (No one's gonna free you) You know
Conspiracy of one Nobody wins Nobody hears us fall Nobody wins when it's done Conspiracy of one Nobody wins Nobody hears us fall Nobody wins when it's done Conspiracy
Hey now do you See me down the way? Been watchin' you every day In my car, on your street Is where I stay I know you better that way One day I'll be
There was a time Lookin' through myself Wanted to pretend If I escaped, I could feel myself I don't think you can Been far and wide But that hole inside
don't even really care who wins (Hey) Wins (Hey) One, two, three Now the time just seems to fly when we're hanging with the boys When we're cheering and when no one
So here we go Having the same old fighting again Though there she goes Same old game that never ends If I could say over right words I know I could make
Now I could lie by your side All serrated for you Down below, cancer grows Weepin' waits inside you too Now all our rage begs a stage It's a waste of
(You can do it) Until the break of dawn Life, life and I quote by the letter Time, time, prozac can make it better Noise, noise, any kind will do Can
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us all to our knees All are gone and none agreed One who acts alone Nobody wins Nobody hears us fall Nobody wins When it's done Conspiracy of one
When we're ready to sing We come up to the microphones And it comes out a little something like this...
: When we're ready to sing We come up to the microphones And it comes out a little something like this...
