Lyrics
The Love of 2003
love is a thing that i found to bring
myself up from the depressions i build
love is like magic, warm and true
love can be a sad thing too, cold and blue
i don't know why, i don't know why
i don't know what have happened to us all
we're cold and cynical, a bitter iron train
running without brakes, without any faith
i am so tired
so tired of it all
so tired
of this shit
it's all about money, about survival
it's all about money, human denial
denial for the real thing, us, the people
the real things are gone, the real things are gone
carry a piece sign and you're called a hippie
carry love and you're called a religious freak
be truthful and honest, and someone's gonna stab you
and stab you, in the back, until you're gone
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