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To sacrifice oneself never made sense to me
Cause life is really the only and last gift we've all received
Some will waste it in the name of something you can't see
Continually defeats the purpose of that something, creating...

Oh, delusions
Are meant to justify, justify the things you do
Oh, delusions
Never really qualified, qualified as an excuse

As he approached the city center with the skyline in view
There was nothing left to contemplate, he knew he must follow through
With a plan certified by faith and a plan written in death
At that moment, this was it, he took his last breath

Oh, delusions
Are meant to justify, justify the things you do
Oh, delusions
Never really qualified, qualified as an excuse

No more hiding, no more hiding, no more blame
No more fighting, no more fighting, no more pain
No more chaos, no more chaos, no more stress
No more addiction, no more addiction, no more mess
No more attitudes, no more swollen heads
No more greed, no more feeding from the hand
No more writing, no more blaming it on the man
Realize it's our own fault

Da-da-da, do-do-da-do-da
To sacrifice oneself never made sense to me   Cause life is really the only and last gift we've all received   Some will waste it in the name of something you can't see   Continually defeats the purpose of that something, creating...      Oh, delusions   Are meant to justify, justify the things you do   Oh, delusions   Never really qualified, qualified as an excuse      As he approached the city center with the skyline in view   There was nothing left to contemplate, he knew he must follow through   With a plan certified by faith and a plan written in death   At that moment, this was it, he took his last breath      Oh, delusions   Are meant to justify, justify the things you do   Oh, delusions   Never really qualified, qualified as an excuse      No more hiding, no more hiding, no more blame   No more fighting, no more fighting, no more pain   No more chaos, no more chaos, no more stress   No more addiction, no more addiction, no more mess   No more attitudes, no more swollen heads   No more greed, no more feeding from the hand   No more writing, no more blaming it on the man   Realize it's our own fault      Da-da-da, do-do-da-do-da
 
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