He imagines the world As the angels sending Not the ghost of a man Who is tied up to the chair
And he wants to believe That his life has a meaning With his hand on his heart Pour le monde, pas pour la guerre And I wake up blind Like my dreams were too bright And I lost my regard For the good things that I had And the radio was sad
When you listen for good To find that nothing out there can touch you Cause the liars moved in And they believe their own Dark medicine
You act so nonchalant That he is not a dog Perform for you in the stadium For the world, not for the war
And he tries to believe Though it might lead to heartache In the night ? indigo Pour le monde, pas pour la guerre Pour le monde, pas pour la guerre
When you listen for good In the hope that comes to nothing As the liars moved in And they believe their own Dark medicine
Believing its good Behind their jaded eyes A dilemma
Hes the best Youve ever had Hes so low You never know Hes the best Youve ever had
Hes the best Youve ever had Hes so low Youll never know
Here we go
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