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When we came here it was done I felt completely useless Never learned to quite adjust And all along they knew this Carousel would someday stop And throw us off in anger I guess I didn't think I 'd ever see this sitcom dramedy They wrote the script for us already It's not the time that makes us guilty It's all done, the hatreds built, the walls divide And when I die I'll leave you with these Animals that think the future's in their minds It's in their minds but they're so blind And so I leave it behind, ecological man-made crime And so I leave you behind To these miraculous, intelligent, incredible, extraordinary minds Junk mail stacked into the sky Recycled paper and plastic Then we said that we would try, decreasing figures were drastic But I guess it did no good, nobody cares about it Not much emotion in my neighborhood My apartment's made of wood I haven't given more than I could It's not the time that makes us guilty It's the ones before the ones that lit the fuse Cancer causing, smog injecting in the vein That makes the world go 'round so fast And you won't last, it's in the past So I leave it behind, ecological man-made crime So I leave you behind To these miraculous, intelligent, incredible, extraordinary minds
Writer(s): Amy Lee Grant, Tommy L. Sims, William Reese Iii Owsley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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