His aim was sharper than his lover's acute sense of judgement
Where have the days gone?
Today he frowned on his disfigurement despite its beauty
Where have the days gone?
Today he found himself weighing his pa**ion with his paychecks
Oh how insane
We're all the same
We are all the same, we are, we are all the same, we are
He's only got himself to blame
The pa**ion remains but the intention's changed
And what makes him so confident is to know full well all the consequences
His aim was sharper than his lover's acute sense of judgement
Where have the days gone?
Everybody works to fill a sheet that says we scored
Everybody knows the truth that nothing gets produced
We are all the same, we are. we are all the same, we are
He's only got himself to blame
The pa**ion remains but the intention's changed
And what makes him so confident is to know full well all the consequences