When did having a name and a style matter so much to the rank and file.
Well? Are we not the same?!
Do you think you are something you’re not? Is that why you’ve got what you have got?
Is that the price of fame?
We discovered, It’s all just a fucking game to the others.
And you spend too much time outside looking in
It’s the price of luck that matters.
Do you recall a time and a place when life did not seem like such a race,
Where no one cared who wins.
It was all about just taking part. Not for fame, for the fun or the art
We were all the same. We discovered It’s all just a fucking game to the others.
And you spend too much time outside looking in
It’s the price of luck that matters.
If you took the time to see that mess you’re in
Your pride would be it tatters.
All The places that I’ve been . The faces that I’ve seen . Not everybody knows. That the man behind the mask knows not what he’s thinking
And we’ll blow them all away.
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