and we could try and not be over, the morning child has sat sustained.nand if we cant fight, then we cant find it.nand if we can't write, then we can't find.nnand it's a common place affliction i love,nwe all know fighting's crazy.nand she shook her head, cause you can't get enoughnall the reasons fighting's crazy.nour time is vacant on my mind,nbut if we can't fight then we can't find it.nnI don't know,nwhen things will be,nback in our control.nwhen will we,nmove back home?nand make believe,nthe city's so much better,njust stay inside, you're better off..ndead!nnand we could try and not be over, the evening child knows who's to blame.nand she's as is: a common place affliction i love.nwe all know fighting's crazy,nour time is vacant on my mind.nand if we can't fight, then we can't find it.nni don't know,nwhen things will benback in my control.nwhen will we,nmove back homenand make believe,nthe city's so much better,njust stay inside, you're better off..ndead!