Not Alone

Come all in suits or rags
We're burning all the things we used to know
So what if the cable goes
It's lifting me up to a lovely vertigo
Ignore those savage tones
Just bitter voices from the undertow
This culture's not your friend
And common sense is just the status quo

We're all the same, you know
But we're taught to feel we ought to feel alone

I'm terrified of dying
But I ain't afraid of death no more
So all these faithful ties
I'll sever 'em all for the chance to feel alive
We're all temperamental minds
We want it all but we don't know what it's for
Tear off your suits of rags
'Cause they won't mean a thing upon your bones

We're all the same, you know
But we're taught to feel we ought to feel alone



Credits
Writer(s): Birthday Ponies
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