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His aim was sharper than his lover's acute sense of judgement
Where have the days gone?
Today he frowned on his disfigurement despite its beauty
Where have the days gone?
Today he found himself weighing his passion with his paychecks
Oh how insane
We're all the same
We are all the same, we are, we are all the same, we are.
He's only got himself to blame
The passion remains but the intention's changed
And what makes him so confident is to know full well all the consequences.
His aim was sharper than his lover's acute sense of judgement
Where have the days gone?
Everybody works to fill a sheet that says we scored,
Everybody knows the truth that nothing gets produced.
We are all the same, we are. we are all the same, we are.
He's only got himself to blame
The passion remains but the intention's changed
And what makes him so confident is to know full well all the consequences.