Something Else

They never tell you truth is subjective
 They only tell you not to lie
 They never tell you there's strength in vulnerability
 They only tell you not to cry
 But I've been living underground
 Sleeping on the way
 And finding something else to say
 Is like walking on the freeway
 They never tell you, you don't need to be ashamed
 They only tell you to deny
 So is it true that only good girls go to Heaven?
 They only sell you what you buy
 And I've been living underground
 Sleeping on the way
 And finding something else to say
 Is like walking on the freeway
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 Oh, I've been living underground
 Trying not to burn
 And finding something else to learn
 At Hollywood and Western