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The headlines in the dailies are the horses in a race
They lead you to believe that life and death are commonplace
Some believe it and I'm crying again

I heard some good intentions and not all were second-hand
But bravado and pretension will not feed a hungry man
It's been said before and I'm crying again

Very quietly the world loses blood overnight
Without a fight
In the morning the sickness will hide in the light
Out of sight

Running from a world that they will never understand
The masses ride their passions with the throttle in their hands
Nobody knows what is waiting around the bend

Very quietly the world loses blood overnight
Without a fight
In the morning the sickness will hide in the light
Out of sight

Now and then the criminal in my skin lets out a sigh
He'd like to think he's innocent but he cannot tell a lie
Truth is like a knife and I'm crying again

And I'm crying again, and I'm crying again

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