What are we
really saying
After all
I'm loving my mystake
Another broken crown
I'm trying to separate
The fact from fiction
That's growing from the ground
I can't see the trees for forests
so I cut 'em down
cut 'em down
What are we
really saying
After all
I think I need a break
From following the crowd
She said she wanted change
But no one listened
And now I have my doubts
She can't see the trees for forests
So she cut 'em down
Cut 'em down
What are we
really saying
After all
I guess we'll see
we could be crazy
but we could have it all
What are we
really saying
After all

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