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One-Man Scene
02:30
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I don't care about anyone but me
I will compete with everyone I see
Better than the rest of you is all I want to be
I will be recognised and I will be seen
Why should I care for solidarity?
I'm all about individuality
I've seen the whole of it and nothing fazes me
I'm all lost in my smug reverie
The problem of this generation
It ought to be known
Everyone claims to be
A generation of their own
I don't care about anyone but me
I will compete with everyone I see
Better than the rest of you is all I want to be
Now I am all alone on my one-man scene
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Civilised
02:16
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Growing up on Sunday shopping
I am civilized
Long lifespan long depression
I am civilized
My phone is smarter than me
I am civilized
The customer is always right.
'Cos I am civilized
Civilisation idotic nation
Civilisation final destination
Civilisation idotic nation
Civilisation final destination
A sense of frustration
Taking pills to get some sleep
I am civilized
Candied and overdosed
I am civilized
Run over by shopping carts
I am civilized
Sensless jobs suited snobs
I am civilized
Civilisation idotic nation
Civilisation final destination
Civilisation idotic nation
Civilisation final destination
A sense of frustration
Civilisation idotic nation
Civilisation final destination
Civilisation idotic nation
Civilisation final destination
A sense of frustration
Lyrics by Julian Humankapital
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3. |
Closed Door
03:11
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The future never came as bright as the prospects showed
Do you still know you're right when the moment goes?
Trying to focus on the hour as the seconds run
I don't know what's right but this is just so wrong
When I woke up and banged my head on a closed door
Tomorrow turns into today and comes right back again
All my keen desires answer to If, not When
The daze you live through when every day's the same
No future and no past, and what's worse no one to blame
The future never came as bright as the prospects showed
Do you still know you're right when the moment goes?
Trying to focus on the hour as the seconds run
I don't know what's right but this is just so wrong
When I woke up and banged my head on a closed door
Tomorrow turns into today and comes right back again
All my keen desires answer to If, not When
The daze you live through when every day's the same
No future and no past, and what's worse no one to blame
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