Two blocks from the edge
Two blocks from the start
Two blocks from a war
Two blocks from the heart
I'm a sucker, I'm a fake
Just a snack on a dinner plate
A dancing monkey, a slimy snake
Concealed my destiny
And ruled my faith
Here I am, rolling down the slope
Counting down, watching out for the final blow
And I don't know, and I don't see how it's killing me
Who's the winner, who is not, here I am
Two blocks from the edge
Two blocks from the start
Two blocks from a war
Two blocks from the heart
The more you learn, the less you know
The more you find out on your own
Will form the person known as you
The more you fake, the less you fly
This cabaret of dirty lies
Has put stars on people's eyes
Here I am, at the end of the rope
Checking out, speeding up, when the world is slow
What's the question, what's the answer, this life is killing me!
What's the matter, what's the point, here I am
Two blocks from the edge
Two blocks from the start
Two blocks from a war
Two blocks from the heart
What's the matter, what's the point
Up or down, flip a coin
Two blocks from the edge
Two blocks from the start
Two blocks from a war
Two blocks from the heart
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