Circa Survive - Birth Of The Economic Hit Man

Uprising within us
A sense of total disillusion
About what we're made of
And where we want to be
It's not so important to collect
As many things as we can, before our time is up
Our life is more than a side effect
We must learn to be lost graciously
We become everything we criticize
Light gives way shadows peel open our eyes
Blinding us within
Nothing is sacred, nothing is sacred (Oh)
Nothing is sacred
Maybe we have to
Forget everything we learned
About where we came from
To find out where we need to go
It's not so important to collect as many coins
From the fountain before our time is up
Our life is more than a side effect
We must learn to be lost graciously
We become everything we criticize
Light gives way shadows peel open our eyes
Blinding us within
Nothing is sacred, nothing is sacred (Oh)
Nothing is sacred
Nothing is sacred, not that it ever was
Nothing is sacred, not that it ever was
Nothing is sacred, not that it ever was
Nothing is sacred, not that it ever was
Our life is more than a side effect
We must learn to be lost, lost

Written by:
Anthony Green, Colin Frangicetto, Nick Beard, Brendan Ekstrom, Steve Clifford

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