Birth of The Economic Hit Man

Uprising within us
 A sense of total disillusion
 About what we're made of
 And where we want to be
 It's not so important to collect as many things as we can
 Before our time is up
 Our life is more than a side effect
 We must learn to be lost graciously
 We become everything we criticize
 Light gives way and shadows peel open our eyes
 Blinding us within
 Nothing is sacred, nothing is sacred
 Oh, nothing is sacred
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 Maybe we have to
 Forget everything we learned
 About where we came from
 To find out where we need to go
 It's not so important to collect as many coins
 From the fountain before our time is up
 Our life is more than a side effect
 We must learn to be lost graciously
 We become everything we criticize
 Light gives way and shadows peel open our eyes
 Blinding us within
 Nothing is sacred, nothing is sacred
 Oh, nothing is sacred
 Oh, nothing is sacred
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 Nothing is sacred, not that it ever was
 Nothing is sacred, not that it ever was
 Nothing is sacred, not that it ever was
 Nothing is sacred, not that it ever was
 Our life is more than a side effect
 We must learn to be lost
 Lost