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and we find ourselves
led by invisible hands
the gears are turning
and we’re churning
to meet their demands

i’ve learned that the art of decay
is to keep dragging these anchor to the grave
my debts already been paid, i
inhale smoke to find the flame
i’m plagued by familiar aches
and it’s sick, sick, sick
it’s making me sick
trace the lines to past mistakes and
inhale smoke to find the flame

no, i’m so tired but i can’t seem to sleep

ah, go to work
pay your taxes
take your pills
there must be something more than this

there must be something more than this
tell me there is more
because i’ve been working 9 to 5
left my soul right at the door
i once thought that i was an innocent man
we’ve all got blood on our hands
i found i break before i bend
i can’t go back there again

we can be the relics of an outdated and flawed design
eyes adjust to the dark
a hand that has been gnawed on by the unrelenting embrace of time
eyes adjust to the dark
radios without dials oh we are receivers
eyes adjust to the dark
sold our time just to survive and now we’re all deathbed believers
eyes adjust to the dark

there must be something more than this
tell me there is more
because i’ve been working 9 to 5
left my soul right at the door

i once thought that i was an innocent man
we’ve all got blood on our hands
i found i break before i bend
i can’t go back there again

we are all just passersby
in the race against the tide
i’ve been running my whole life
with nothing to show
ah, go to work
pay your taxes
take your pills
please tell me
there must be
something more

- american standards

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