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I lost all my friends
Well they no longer live inside my head
Maybe we were born this way
Maybe we were born this way
I swum out to shore
Til I found I could hardly swim no more
Maybe we were born this way
Maybe we were born this way
Don't keep your love inside
Push it far and wide
All we got is time
Til time is what we got no more
I'm tripping on lights
All the colours they swim inside your eyes
Maybe we don't need no one
Maybe it was all for fun
I'm tripping on you
Guess it's something inside I always do
Maybe I don't need no one
Maybe I was born to run
But that could never be
Coz all you do to me
Open my heart and see
That now I'm on the wire
And I wanna walk the wire with you
I lost all my friends
Well they no longer live inside my head
Maybe we were born this way
Maybe we were born this way
Well they no longer live inside my head
Maybe we were born this way
Maybe we were born this way
I swum out to shore
Til I found I could hardly swim no more
Maybe we were born this way
Maybe we were born this way
Don't keep your love inside
Push it far and wide
All we got is time
Til time is what we got no more
I'm tripping on lights
All the colours they swim inside your eyes
Maybe we don't need no one
Maybe it was all for fun
I'm tripping on you
Guess it's something inside I always do
Maybe I don't need no one
Maybe I was born to run
But that could never be
Coz all you do to me
Open my heart and see
That now I'm on the wire
And I wanna walk the wire with you
I lost all my friends
Well they no longer live inside my head
Maybe we were born this way
Maybe we were born this way
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I logged onto facebook.com for the first time yesterday and realized that I have lost my friends to the sea. A sea of electronic lies, bloated materialism, and denial that hides their suspended disbelief that modern western lifestyles of decay are not only consuming them but everyone we kill under "foreign policy" to maintain this sick way of life. You've seen it before .. those tired sore smiles that say "I am hypnotized, and adequately, even willingly! desensitized, and sedated! Please don't let my suspicions be true, please just give me another hit. The worst part is when everyone can capture it fifty times a day, digitally. This life was made possible by FUTURE SHOP, keep on pretending you sad empty sheep, you are owned and cultivated and laughed at! GOD I feel so alone.
Nice song though.