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Caveman
Looking back and the ice thaws.
Who is it that you do the things you do for?
Is there anything left to see?
I don't know if I can be better than where I've been, this is it, forever, yeah this is probably the last time you're gonna see.
This is the last time you ever see me.
Why do I say these things?
No one is listening
Nobody is doing anything to further our society
Everyone's all about ME ME ME
I hope that changes within my lifetime.
I wanna see.
I want to see.
Who do you think of when you think of home?
Who do you think about when you're lying on the floor?
I really couldn't tell you anymore
I really couldn't tell you anymore.
Looking back and the ice thaws.
Don't look back
Open the door
Don't ask for anything from a single fucking person anymore
Who is it that you do the things you do for?
Is there anything left to see?
I don't know if I can be better than where I've been, this is it, forever, yeah this is probably the last time you're gonna see.
This is the last time you ever see me.
Why do I say these things?
No one is listening
Nobody is doing anything to further our society
Everyone's all about ME ME ME
I hope that changes within my lifetime.
I wanna see.
I want to see.
Who do you think of when you think of home?
Who do you think about when you're lying on the floor?
I really couldn't tell you anymore
I really couldn't tell you anymore.
Looking back and the ice thaws.
Don't look back
Open the door
Don't ask for anything from a single fucking person anymore
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