here we are hanging onto strains of greed and blues break the chain
then we break down oh it's not real if you don't feel it unspoken
expectations ideals you used to play with they've finally taken shape
for us what's good enough for you is good enough for me
it's good enough it's good enough for me
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
now you'll say you're startin' to feel the push and pull of what could be
and never can you mirror me stumblin' through those old fashioned superstitions
i find too hard to break oh maybe you're out of place
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