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Tired of the complicationSo we birthed a Prozac nationAnd fell in love with the CNNShoot a man but keep it quietWrite a book someone will buy itWe search for golden heroesBut in the end no one knowsI guess that's what TV is for my friendSo keep the suit kid you wear it so wellYou hate your life but no one can tell, can tell[Chorus]Yeah, they got a better wayA better way, you know, you knowYeah, they got a better wayA better way, you know, you knowBuried in our superstitionDug by a politicianSo raise your hands to the vampires my friendsSo dress it up and pull it apartAnd if it sells we'll call it artSo find out what's "it" againAnd don't worry, surgery can fix itSo we fall in love with ourselves againWe inject some contradictionWe all hate but it's a sweet addiction[Chorus]Yeah, what you dream could becomeUnless you find yourself too numb againWhat you dream could becomeUnless you find yourself too numb again, again[Chorus]
