Cos it's a bittersweet symphony
This life... Trying to make ends
meet You're a slave to the money
Then you die
I'll take you down the only road
I've ever been down You know the
one that takes you to the places
where all the pain lives, yeah
No change, I can change I can
change, I can change But I'm here
in my mold I am here in my mold
But I'm a million different people
from one day to the next I can't
change my mold No, no, no,no, no,
no, no
Well I never pray But tonight
I'm on my knees, yeah I need to
hear some sounds that recognize
the pain in me, yeah
I let the melody shine Let it
cleanse my mind I feel free now
But the airwaves are clean And there's
nobody singing to me now
No change, I can change I can
change, I can change But I'm here
in my mold I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people
from one day to the next I can't
change my mold No, no, no, no, no,
no, no Well have you ever been down
I can change, I can change
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