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Andrew Tschiltsch
Andrew Tschiltsch
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Lyrics

I find it kind of hard to comprehend
How we think this world is dumb yet has a plan
It doesn't seem to make a lot of sense
I think we need to readjust our lens
Cause nothing here grows without a perfect home
And yet we are afraid of the universe's tone
And we wonder why we always feel alone
But how can we be scared of a life we've never known
Because we sit here
Strung out on lies
Struggling to understand why
It never seems to turn out right
Obsessed with trying to figure out
What it's really all about
Heads buried in a fairytale
Common sense revolution must prevail
No I don't know what the future holds
It seems like just a concept that keeps us growing old
Regretting all the things we never did
To tell the next generation just precisely how to live
Cause submission leads to orders
Leads to living like a drone
But all we do about it is sit back and bitch and moan
And continue to debate what proper people should condone
Think it's time to stand up and use our backbone
Because we sit here
Strung out on lies
Struggling to understand why
It never seems to turn out right
Obsessed with trying to figure out
What it's really all about
Heads buried in a fairytale
Common sense revolution will prevail
Written by: Andrew Tschiltsch
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