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The voice of our age is singing sad, sad songs
And I'm doing my best to keep from adding yet another one
I heard it said that the writing's on the wall
Well, I must need some glasses 'cause the words are out of focus
Pick it all apart until there's nothing left but pieces
Makes it easy to forget just what it looked like when it was whole
And drink is not a band-aid for your saddle sore brain
And time is not a doctor so get out of the rain

Smudge the sun across the sky, your thumb will do the trick
Then paint your face with UV rays 'til cancer makes you sick
The words become art when the meaning fades away
So speak your mind and dig your grave
And then decide to die another day
The villains turn to heroes and spiders turn to flies
The cats and dogs all eat themselves
It's time we closed our eyes
The days all fade away and we're still rotting in our skin
Don't pick a fight with time, my friend
I guarantee you'll never win

The voice of our age is singing sad, sad songs
The voice of our age is singing sad, sad songs
The voice of our age is singing sad, sad songs
And I'm doing my best to keep from adding yet another one

The voice of our age is singing sad, sad songs
The voice of our age is singing sad, sad songs
The voice of our age
The voice of our age