I’m surrounded by
Buying “happiness” with T…I…M…E.
Fancy cars, wedding steeples
Marryin’ into greed and lies
fake smiles. plastic dreams.
Not all treasures have to gleam
Leave it all behind–abandoned city
Join the Old World subcommittee
Walkin’ out and she’s still talkin’
“Babe don’t go, please don’t worry”
see straight, I’m in a hurry
Blind pride, tears of fury
If I jump, maybe they’ll jump too
And if I go, maybe they’ll go with me
But if I stay, they’ll do the same
Rot until we’re all old and grey