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Today the street were filled with strangers Calling names and choosing sides Never thinking of tomorrow More and more we're running blind Makes you wonder where we're heading So many people and all in a hurry Living in circles of worship and worry Dressing so long that they're usually late for the show So busy judging the heads that they're turning So busy fighting there's no time for learning Turning their backs on the people they might like to know We may be running out of heros It seems they tumble every day We killed a man for careless dreaming More and more we're running blind Makes you wonder where we're heading So many people and all in a hurry Living in circles of worship and worry Dressing so long that they're usually late for the show So busy judging the heads that they're turning So busy fighting there's no time for learning Turning their backs on the people they might like to know From Letras Mania