it's another morning
like the morning before
I read the news on a computer screen
what tragedy today
does the world have in store
does anybody know
what any of this means
we go to bed at night
hoping and praying for the best
we go to bed at night
trying to ignore the mess we've made
we pretend
it's all that we can do
we pretend
that we're going to make it through
and tomorrow we'll go through this again
we pretend
I walk these streets
like it's my hometown
but I'm a stranger in a stranger's land
I try to not let the city
bring me down
but I'll never really understand
we got to bed at night
exhausted and depleted
wake up to another day
where you don't get what is needed
we pretend
it's all that we can do
we pretend
that we're going to make it through
and tomorrow we'll go through this again
we pretend
three in the morning
and your mind is alive
worrying about
what it takes to survive
we pretend
it's all that we can do
we pretend
that we're going to make it through
and tomorrow we'll go through this again
we pretend
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