The Only One Songtext
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A miracle can happen anytime
but don't look too hard
you'll waste your time
A man can turn his life around
but don't pray too hard
â??cause you'll be turned down
The modern age has come and gone
It's not too late to be the only one
but don't look too hard
you'll waste your time
A man can turn his life around
but don't pray too hard
â??cause you'll be turned down
The modern age has come and gone
It's not too late to be the only one
You've left a trace of your sketchy past
but don't research
or there will be questions to ask
You've seen it all go down this way
but don't turn your head
or these memories will fade away
This is the age of industry
No room for life
or the other things
Religion is a second thought
Ideas are sold, people are bought
No guilt, no shame
People all act the same
The modern age has come and gone
It's not too late to be the only one
To think alike is what's expected
but to think apart becomes a crime
A moment has passed by in time and tomorrow it will be gone
But no chance to grab that feel
or to spin that wheel or maybe stop time
Your soul may drown in shallow water
but you've nothing more to live for
And somewhere, someone prays for you
as if to say they can save your soul
but you've been looking for salvation for years
and all you've found are dried-out tears
This is the age of industry
No room for life
or the other things
Religion is a second thought
Ideas are sold, people are bought
No guilt, no shame
People all act the same
The modern age has come and gone
It's not too late to be the only one
People gather around for your speech
but they can't see the soapbox from which you preach
A needle in a haystack
in a sea full of bodies
but you like to think you'll change the world
Maybe they've heard this all before
Crowds get tired of the same old man
but you can't bury your head in the sand
It's a belittling voice you've known
that sets you apart from the norm
But as your blood congeals
you realize your end is almost near
but don't research
or there will be questions to ask
You've seen it all go down this way
but don't turn your head
or these memories will fade away
This is the age of industry
No room for life
or the other things
Religion is a second thought
Ideas are sold, people are bought
No guilt, no shame
People all act the same
The modern age has come and gone
It's not too late to be the only one
To think alike is what's expected
but to think apart becomes a crime
A moment has passed by in time and tomorrow it will be gone
But no chance to grab that feel
or to spin that wheel or maybe stop time
Your soul may drown in shallow water
but you've nothing more to live for
And somewhere, someone prays for you
as if to say they can save your soul
but you've been looking for salvation for years
and all you've found are dried-out tears
This is the age of industry
No room for life
or the other things
Religion is a second thought
Ideas are sold, people are bought
No guilt, no shame
People all act the same
The modern age has come and gone
It's not too late to be the only one
People gather around for your speech
but they can't see the soapbox from which you preach
A needle in a haystack
in a sea full of bodies
but you like to think you'll change the world
Maybe they've heard this all before
Crowds get tired of the same old man
but you can't bury your head in the sand
It's a belittling voice you've known
that sets you apart from the norm
But as your blood congeals
you realize your end is almost near
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