Title Track

Thinking it's over but We're on right now
A fitting beginning to the middle ground
It's out of our hands but on your mind somehow
Easy to forget when you're part of the crowd
Don't forget to log onto the game
Killing one another for a hit of fame
Knocking on the door, answering the phone
A collect call coming from your homeless clone

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Everything you ever thought you knew is a ruse
Everyone you ever knew is a liar too
We're all the product of the great design
The devil's in your veins disconnecting lines
Turn up the volume, sonic waves conceal
Another therapy to hide from what's really real
For the sake of argument, it's still a thrill
Half a beer, an empty bottle of pills

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What's Going On?
A theme used in all my songs.
Where did they go?
I missed my own show.
It's all just a fad
Misremembering my facts
Where did my friends go?
They're not at my show!

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Credits
Writer(s): Martin Dunn
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