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All the world's a stage Written by a miserable playwright His mother didn't want him as a child His ex-fiancee ruined his life His quotes will chill you to the bone Make you realize that you sleep alone Even with a revolving arsenal that share your bed Oh how I've let myself go and go and go and go And on a grave reads, "we made a ripple in a tidal wave," On a grave reads, "we made a ripple in a tidal wave." I yearn for the sound of the rain But when it's here I want to sleep all day And never sing or sleep again Silence is but a needle pulling skin And I'll sew myself up to the teeth In places that don't even bleed Just to tear away that skin Always the consummate optimist! And on my grave reads "we made a ripple in a tidal wave," On my grave reads "an SOS won't always get you saved." My mind is a conversion van Filled with hopeful kids in a hopeless band SongtexteThey've got shotty equipment and a decent show, But more fucking passion than you'll ever know. They'll tour until their tires screech On black ice somewhere near Hampton Beach They could've been the song stuck in your head But they'll live on as local legends. (That's what they're gunna do!) And on our graves reads "we made a ripple in a tidal wave," On our graves reads "an SOS won't always get you saved Cuz I've been working my whole life just to be a slave But that ripple, you can't take that away from me!" We made a ripple in a tidal wave Aus Songtexte Mania