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Stuck in the Underground
Which way is up
Who is this positive
They tell me to think of
I think they just made him up
A false person they put hope in
Why do they lie to themselves
Do they not hate it
When someone lies to them
Why, then, do they lie
To themselves
That's sad
Much more sad than those
Stuck in the underground
Daily being buried under the negativity
Those up there laugh at us
Or lecture us about this positivity person
That all we need is to think of him
And we'll be set free
But what they really mean
Is that you need to lie
Just to yourself
Stuck in the underground
I wonder what it's like up there
In the world of happy lies
And in the end I don't know
Which way is up
Who is this positive
They tell me to think of
I think they just made him up
A false person they put hope in
Why do they lie to themselves
Do they not hate it
When someone lies to them
Why, then, do they lie
To themselves
That's sad
Much more sad than those
Stuck in the underground
Daily being buried under the negativity
Those up there laugh at us
Or lecture us about this positivity person
That all we need is to think of him
And we'll be set free
But what they really mean
Is that you need to lie
Just to yourself
Stuck in the underground
I wonder what it's like up there
In the world of happy lies
And in the end I don't know
Which way is up
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