Going through these old scrapbooks
It's where the pasts been laid to rest
Innocence clashes with ambition puts it to the test
Now it's over and this is where we've arrived
Most others would just be happy that they'd survived
Cos they all want it, they want it
But they just dont get it

Now cutting through all the late night stoned up talk of being blessed
Sure life's got complicated but someday babies must be dressed
Now we've been there, and this is where we've arrived
Most others would just be happy that they'd survived
Cos they all want it, they want it,
But they just don't get it

Now get a grip of your true friends
Collect your conciousness
Then maybe if you want it, you want it
You just might get it

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