Standard (EADGBE)

Life’s been good I can’t complain so far

 Designer clothes, expensive caviar

 And gated homes to keep the wolves at bay

Tinted glass to hide my guilt and shame

Neon signs and vagrants at the door

Broken values, needles, liquor stores

 And won’t somebody help me to believe

Help me to deny the things I see

 But whatever comes your way

 Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose

 when it all comes down you make it through

 You got the whole world around

 You got the whole world around

Something tells me not to make a scene

Open up your heart and let me in

I’ve traveled far enough to meet my own demise

Seems that everyone I know still wears the same disguise

Take me, rape me, push me down as long as I’m understood

 Like the soldiers view from the bunkers to

towers at Park Avenue yeah yeah yeah

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Something tells me not to make a scene

Open up your heart and let me in

 You got the whole world around

 You got the whole world around

Something tells me not to make a scene

Open up your heart and let me in

 You got the whole world around

 You got the whole world around

 You got the whole world around

 You got the whole world around

 You got the whole world around

 You got the whole world around