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Everybody knows
So everyone says
It's built on your bones
It's stacked on your stones
And everybody tries
To mean it for real
Like who do you trust
What do you steal
And how many foreigners can i really feel
You put away all your poems
And you buried the box
The day that you were rejected
From the school of hard knocks
And i took a permanent marker
To my deepest desires
Took a look inside and i cut
All of the wires
Hands up we got back to the questions
Gave up on a better direction
Hands up we go back to the scene
I often wonder what the answers mean
There's a place in the sky
Where the canadians go
They got a password that i
I don't think i'll ever know
So we keep a place in the corner
Where we can stay for a while
Just keep your hands in your lap
Don't give a smile don't give a smile
Hands up we go back to the questions
Gave up on a better direction
Hands up no it never ends
Would you go country before all your friends
Hands up we go back to the questions
Gave up on another election
Hands up with your heart on your sleeve
Oh life before death - yeah oh yeah, i believe.