歌词
So much goin' on these days
Forget about instinct, it's not what pays
Pleasure, up and down my smile
A carton of eggs think, it's all worthwhile
Tell me spirit, what has not been done?
I'll rush out and do it, or are we doin' it now?
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Fissure is the thrill of day
Forget about feeling, that's not what pays
But you know, all of this can change
Remember the promise as a kid you made
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We are the innovators
They are the imitators
Come on, hey don't you know how we started
We forgot about love, but weren't brokenhearted