look at us dancing to the rhythm of uncertainty
how can you put so much confidence on us?
forgiving took form as a necessity
and come patience as its compliment
oh how i live in such poverty
assurance is impossible to be bought
and could you give me a nickle or dime
it takes a lot of pennies for your thought
or let me hang on to something i can't see
and tell me "bear with everything that'll be"
that it'll be alright in the end
no matter how hurt i bend
oh we selfish pricks
playing games of righteous tricks
thin will be our sensitivity
and low will be our charity
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