Album: Snake Eyes
There's always tomorrow they say
Few want to live, don't give up today
Excuses, and abuses and every other thing
And you pretend to understand what I sing
Only the mournful could ever understand
What makes us whole, what makes us a man
Pound your fist against a stone
You're sure to break every bone
When we know what to say
But the words get in the way
Until I bleed that's the way I pray
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