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[Intro]
If ever you find yourself beaten and broke
And can't feel the whip for the weight of the yoke
And fear that the night will not turn into day
Remember, the darkness will show you the way
It's a long way away
It's a long way away
And I’m all alone along a long, long, long, long, long long, long way
[Verse 1]
Inside the mind of a man is a massacre
Made up of many a miniature message
He misses the most of it
So convoluted, designed for disaster
It's making the best of a universe far too expansive to cope with
And he never chose nor was chosen by metrics that make any sense
And the senses are numbed by emotional stresses
[Chorus]
There must be a better place to
Be somebody, be somebody else
[Verse 2]
Who got time on a string? On a finger?
Nothing to remember but the passage of it
Who got time to let anything linger?
Where it hovers, surely, you will learn to love it
Who got time for this love shit anyway?
Gotta survive—isn't that mess enough for him?
If ever you find yourself beaten and broke
And can't feel the whip for the weight of the yoke
And fear that the night will not turn into day
Remember, the darkness will show you the way
It's a long way away
It's a long way away
And I’m all alone along a long, long, long, long, long long, long way
[Verse 1]
Inside the mind of a man is a massacre
Made up of many a miniature message
He misses the most of it
So convoluted, designed for disaster
It's making the best of a universe far too expansive to cope with
And he never chose nor was chosen by metrics that make any sense
And the senses are numbed by emotional stresses
[Chorus]
There must be a better place to
Be somebody, be somebody else
[Verse 2]
Who got time on a string? On a finger?
Nothing to remember but the passage of it
Who got time to let anything linger?
Where it hovers, surely, you will learn to love it
Who got time for this love shit anyway?
Gotta survive—isn't that mess enough for him?
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