The Human Race
I'm burning up inside, I can't think clearly
Threatened us so nearly, everything I love so dearly
Save the world, a lot of grief could be that simple
Shall we just get it over with and take one to the temple?
Nobody wins in the human race
A candy colored masquerade
What a bold mistake?
Maybe I have had all I can take
I had a bad dream where all my teeth
Crumbled in my hand
I could explode upon command
Dissolve right where I stand
In the darkest corners of my mind
I wanna feel the sunshine
Cut free the ties that bind
Figure out what I seek to find
Nobody wins in the human race
A candy colored masquerade
What a chance to take?
Maybe I had all I can take
You gotta go, it's the price of admission
Follow your intuition
Stick around till the party's over
And fear not the serpents at your feet
Love everyone you meet
Before you're six feet 'neath the clover
And you will dig a dozen rows
And you'll plant them in the spring
Count the days till your hands get tough
And try not to cry
For the in the by and by
Shit and death turn to good dirt
If you give it long enough
Threatened us so nearly, everything I love so dearly
Save the world, a lot of grief could be that simple
Shall we just get it over with and take one to the temple?
Nobody wins in the human race
A candy colored masquerade
What a bold mistake?
Maybe I have had all I can take
I had a bad dream where all my teeth
Crumbled in my hand
I could explode upon command
Dissolve right where I stand
In the darkest corners of my mind
I wanna feel the sunshine
Cut free the ties that bind
Figure out what I seek to find
Nobody wins in the human race
A candy colored masquerade
What a chance to take?
Maybe I had all I can take
You gotta go, it's the price of admission
Follow your intuition
Stick around till the party's over
And fear not the serpents at your feet
Love everyone you meet
Before you're six feet 'neath the clover
And you will dig a dozen rows
And you'll plant them in the spring
Count the days till your hands get tough
And try not to cry
For the in the by and by
Shit and death turn to good dirt
If you give it long enough
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Trent Robinson, Cary Ann Hearst
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