Minus Sixty One
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Minus Sixty One
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Minus sixty one
Have I every really loved someone?
Do I deserve what I've got?
Now the grid system's turned into traps
And the fear is switching sides
I own a million dollars worth of stock
But I still don't sleep at night
What is it that I've become?
Minus sixty one
Now the water level rises
High in my cold paradise
Where men sit in circles
And talk numbers I never really liked
The way they think of life as some kind of gamble
And watch the city drown
Where is it that I belong?
Minus sixty one
Now the wind cuts the lips like a knife
And the Sun is out of sight
I see a world I build to lose at trial
What is left and what is right?
I made the worst mistake one can make
Pretended and playing blind
What is it I'm trying to find?
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