I've got this feelin' and I know that something just ain't right
There's something wrong with me, can't eat, can't think, can't sleep at night
Maybe the empire's falling down
I hope that I won't be around
Stop to think
I've tried to fight, I think I'm right
But who the fuck's to say
I've heard your views on the evening news
They're played out every fucking day
I think the end is coming down
I hope that I won't be around
Stop to think
I stop to think that maybe everything's alright
And maybe that's a waste of time
Be all that you can be, there's nothing left to see
Well now that's not good enough for me
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