something's missing
i must be lazy
cars are driving faster
it doesn't phase me
telephone rings
i couldn't care less
your voice is breaking up
the signal is stressed
put your coat on
the weather's changing
everything is poison
don't start complaining
walk the streets you grew up on
but you don't take a stand
set your eyes on the colors
but you don't understand
i can feel it in my bones when the words aren't spoken
doctor doctor something must be broken
things are filling up fast and shutting down
like the schools and minds we thought were so sound
we still live here
though we try not to
we tell our parents what
they said we should do
it's longer now
the road out of town
because there is no more
money in the ground
our friends are bored
stuck in their bedrooms
losing the words they've used
waiting their turns to fill a tomb
things are filling up fast and shutting down
like the schools and minds we thought were so sound
i can feel it in my bones when the words aren't spoken
doctor doctor something must be broken
walk the streets you grew up on
but you don't take a stand
set your eyes on the colors
but you don't understand
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