What's the meaning of the life you're leading
Something's missing from one mind and then
You're conditioned to respond, it's easy
Where's the worth in all the things you see
Is there any truth in what they're saying
Is there any life to what you'll be
Great at scraping off the paint
For keeping all the clues
And you're all set to sleep
Flying through the walls of silence
Silence turned your eye
Even through darkest of the night
And you wake at night to find them
On your porch and up your stairs
Pull the covers back, your hands are shaking
What'll they be when all that's left is you man
You can't even give me one good reason
All surrounded in a world of greed
Flying through the walls of silence
Silence turned to cries
Let it be a strong reminder
Unbound voices in the night
And you wake at night to find them
On your porch and up your stairs
Pull the covers back, your hands are shaking
Used to say that it's not fair
Bring back my golden arm
Bring back my golden arm
Bring back my golden arm
My golden arm
My golden arm
Can't even give me one
One good reason
You're so greedy
Can't even give me one
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