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