Where will you be when it all falls down,
Where will you be when it all comes back around.
Where will you be at the end of our days,
Just following the footsteps that the liars lead the way.
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Who will you blame for the surf-filled days,
Who will you blame for the hurricanes and tidal waves.
Who will you blame for the riots and the anger,
Just cryin' in the corner, wishing you would've had a say.
Like a monster hides in your closet,
It's creeping closer, but we don't care.
Are we all insane?
If it's just a game, well I don't wanna play.
I could talk about serenity but it doesn't mean a thing.
I could talk about problems (I could talk about sin.)
I could talk about trial (But what do we really win?)
I could talk about forgiveness (Though I'd probably be condemned)
Or I could talk about...