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[Verse 1]

Small sacrifices or otherwise few

Unity for the sake of the many forms

Oh they use imagination only few can go

Touch of madness only few ever know

Well you can go on your way

Or you can stagger through hell

You can lie on your back

Or you can stand up tall

In a state of confusion

Got nothing to do

I was connected respected

Watching you make it through

[Chorus]

And all this rhetoric

They tell me to sing along

They said that you were dying

But I know that they were wrong

[Verse 2]

Second generation melting pot

You're ripped apart but you're never done

There she goes, it's all right

Nothing to do, waste your time

[Chorus]

And all this rhetoric

They tell me to sing along

They said that you were dying

But I know that they were wrong

Well you can go on your way

Or you can stagger through hell

Or you can lie on your back

Or you can stand up tall

State of confusion

You got nothing to do

Connected respected

I'll watch you make it through

[Chorus]

And all this rhetoric

They tell me to sing along

They said that you were dying

But I know that they were wrong