Lyrics:
And all their rebelious vows.
The critics, the cynics, who never understood it,
Where are they now?
And all the wondering and the stumbling
That goes
Cynics say we can dream
Change your mind heal the world
It's easy just believe
I asked for a change in all my life
And there you were
You're everything I
feel you want to hide
You gotta laugh, don't let your critics ever upset you
Cause for a while the cynics will all be out to get you
You gotta be
dreams through the air
So he walked back inside
Somehow different I think
For the rest of the night
No one paid for a drink
And the cynics will say
To the poor, to the weak, to the destitute of all complexions
Now cynics claim a little of the cash has gone astray
But that's not the point my friends
When
percentage
Of an addict who's having to get the lead of a cynic
I was never the Devil, I put up a fight up in the industry
Peddle the metal, we giving
Even when you feel you want to hide
You've gotta laugh, don't let your critics ever upset you
'cause for a while, the cynics will all be out to get you
The bruises show,
But he must be special otherwise you'd just get up and go.
You'll never let us know
Exactly how you feel.
What's the use, the cynics
In demonstration our failures all aside We can burn
this whole fucking system down And drive the bastards
out Spit in the cynic's eye Has passion all
with the cynics
In rent-controlled apartments
Singing The National
And telling each other secrets
Like nobody's ever lived this
Before
Young in
In the good times, and the bad times
You need a high to feel alive
And the headlines, they criticizing
No love for the cynics, see your fifteen
love?
All the cynics stand up
And we'll both lie down right here, on this floor
It never seems to be enough
You couldn't make this shit up
Looks like
a cynic snakepit eden
The apple of sin seems so easy to sell
I need no love to define this climax
All I need is pure Hollywood hell
Love is dead
the world scoff in the distance, and cynic's bark in resistance
And still, in its wake, this archetype's bound to mimmicked
This is the new hip-hop,
You told me all this
And took off again
Dreamer let all the cynics laugh
You're on your own path
I remember you when you drank your beer
need a visor, 'cause y'all are just sons in my eyes
Born a cynic and more demented than an orphanage with a morgue up in it
Next door to an abortion
when you felt each person mattered
When we all had to care or all was lost
But now you see believers turn to cynics
And you wonder was the struggle
And the money kept rolling out in all directions
To the poor, to the weak, to the destitute of all complexions
Now cynics claim a little of the cash has gone
don't want that kind of they call it freedom
If I have to be a cynic when I die
I'd rather be a prisoner
Lock me in and never let me out
I'd rather be
around here
You are all we talk about the wonder of the year
Oh what a pity if it's all a lie
Still I'm sure that you can rock the cynics if you tried
And the money kept rolling out in all directions
To the poor, to the weak, to the destitute of all complexions
Now cynics claim a little of the cash has gone
You're all we talk about
You're the wonder of the year!
Oh, what a pity if it is all a lie
Still, I'm sure that you can rock
The cynics if you try
So, you
To hope is admittance
Feed before beginning
Double-sided cynics
Reflected images
Don't be so selfish
Leaving me this
Follow it far
To find where you
To hope is admittance
Feed before beginning
Double-sided cynics
Reflected image
Don't be so selfish
Leave in me this
Follow it far
To find where you
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