Born Of Desire

Wait
 I feel so helpless in this haze – better days are laid to rest
 Life's a test – world of stress, who is blessed? Can I get a little heart?
 You know the deal – our weakness is we feel torn apart
 Still, we've got to keep it real
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 Born of desire, conspired, denial
 Be your own Messiah and saviour – everything
 I am the liar, jester to the sire
 I burn with you fire walk with me
 Pleasing dreams are few and far between
 The good and badly needed breaks in life
 Just so you don't hate yourself
 If you believe in some kind of master work
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 This was all meant for something
 I am truly sorry, although I'm really laughing inside
 Because I know this all comes out to nothing
 Go on, believe life's some kind of master work
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 This was all meant for something
 
 Sorry and laughing inside for nothing
 
 Rats in the front room, roaches in the back
 Filthy in the alley with a baseball bat
 Rats in the front room, roaches in the back
 Junkies in the alley with a baseball bat
 (Mushroomhead Inc. Sampler version only:
 It's like a jungle sometimes
 It makes me wonder how I keep from going under)
 It was plain to see that your life was lost
 You was cold and your body swung back and forth
 But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song
 Of how you lived so fast, died so young