ONE TWO THREE FOUR

And not a moment too soon
I'm walkin' in your room and everything is so god damn calm and all the
And all the silence and staring has got me thinkin' that somethings wrong

But none of that matters now
Because recently I've learned how
To just get over myself
And everyone else
And everything that's going on

And when I come down with the illness
You'll know I'm faking it for sure
I don't need any of your sympathy
Because I never needed it before

And everyone is so damn ashamed
Of their past, the present and their names
The ones they've had since they were born
So they go to find themselves
Well I'm lookin' for everyone else
Finding themselves in New York

Lets go!

And when I come down with the illness
You'll know I'm faking it for sure
I don't need any of your sympathy
Because I never needed it before

The speed generation has me nervous
They're never contented to sit
Though they live in a paradise suburbia
They all claim, they're sick of that shit

Did you realize that life is what you make it?
And if you say you rather be in New York or L.A.
Well the problem might be you

Lets go!

And when I come down with the illness
You'll know I'm faking it for sure
I don't need any of your sympathy
Because I never needed it before

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