Common sense don't seem so common
We got a throne full of thieves
Shuffling through the lives of the people expected to wash their feet.
Baby child the future's uncertain
Don't you act so naive
Gotta fill your tongue with thunder, don't let them see
Why'd you have to go and do it all on your own?
The best of everyone is measured by what you want
Was it good enough to make ya condemn your soul? How so?
Alike in that we're ghosts composed by those we used to know
Met a man on a rice plantation, he had an ice cream grin
Confident if he died working that would be just fine with him
What's the use in sitting round dreamin with the gift of movin around?
At the time I took it with a grain of rice, it seems so much heavier now.
Why'd you have to go and do it all on your own?
Complete misunderstanding of the power in your hand
Was it good enough to make ya condemn your soul? How so?
Correct in every word except for those that carried worth.
Oh, what a convoluted seed you've sowed.
And I know that your words are as permanent as a flake of snow.
But you're so cold and I feel I'm falling down.
Better tell for you reap what you've sowed:
Why'd you have to go and do it all on your own?
The best of everyone is measured by what you sold
Was it good enough to make ya condemn your soul? How so?
Alike in that we're ghosts composed by those we used to know
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