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We need to talk about something
Going all over town
We need to talk about something
Now something's going down

We need to get a situation
Situated right here
I'm done with your indignation
It's getting thin on my ear

I have to press upon your buttons
To get a simple release
You give some sharpness to your shut-ins
I want this all to cease

In plain-clothed operations as seen through your open window,
I can see you with your hand upon the white-washed picket fence
That lines the street. You're keeping roses stretched
Upon your outer brim, have you had time in the trenches now to win?

With a cloth over my face, I am tired of your pace.
Slow and steady wins the race. Think now, forever hold your peace.
I have to cup up all my dead, I have to shoot the sky instead.
I have to blend in with the crowd. I have to fake that I am proud.
I have to work to keep the peace. I have to make myself(my life) complete.
I have a truth I have a lie. I have to live.
I have to die.