Haste Killed Creativity Lyrics by Against Me!
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The days blow by in agile moments of clarity
and blind despair.
With rage so thick it's bittersweet to see a smile
come through here and there.
You put your faith in living,
but youthful idealism
is no longer welcome here.

(WOOOOOOOOH)
I'm not dead yet.
(WOOOOOOOOH)
Hopes not dead yet. (*2)

A hero's march down scorn filled halls defeats the charity
of last years hell.
Your vain eyes show no respect,
just loss of recognition
broken spirit burnt out will.
Sing a song of cynicism
a foul smell of shit decay and degradation
in the midst of celebration.

(WOOOOOOOOH)
I'm not dead yet.
(WOOOOOOOOH)
Hopes not dead yet. (*2)
The days blow by in agile moments of clarity    and blind despair.    With rage so thick it's bittersweet to see a smile    come through here and there.    You put your faith in living,    but youthful idealism    is no longer welcome here.       (WOOOOOOOOH)   I'm not dead yet.    (WOOOOOOOOH)   Hopes not dead yet. (*2)      A hero's march down scorn filled halls defeats the charity   of last years hell.    Your vain eyes show no respect,    just loss of recognition    broken spirit burnt out will.    Sing a song of cynicism    a foul smell of shit decay and degradation    in the midst of celebration.       (WOOOOOOOOH)   I'm not dead yet.    (WOOOOOOOOH)   Hopes not dead yet. (*2)