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• Artiste: Good Riddance
• Titre: Washed Away
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Count the times when you've been afraid Measure out all the choices made And you're just like me impatiently You give it once and they take it away The supply is eternal or so they say It's the god to which we pray And we consume ourselves to sleep And now I feel I'm turning and our time keeps burning Just like words we kept inside until they washed away So when we finally change our minds and find there's no more time Is our bitterness enough to get us through the day We're overcrowded and we're insecure Heart rates and the temperatures keep rising Each breath more desperate than the last We don't speak can't make a sound No regrets just burn it down and that's progress It's called supply and demand As we consume ourselves to sleep And as the lights go dim around us Is it finally dark enough to see That the selfishness and dissipation Have made a nonbeliever out of me And now the cross we bear Is nothing less than greed