Delusions of Grandeur Lyrics

Pressing on about our business
Comfort is getting too expensive
Hot shots for the pigeons
With a death sentenceYou're something like a pistol
That's been polished bright
But if it never leaves the holster
It can never save your lifeI need a meaning I can get behind
To be alone is to be alive
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To be alone is to be aliveSet sun, I'm an hour older
Mile markers punctuate the shoulder
Harboring delusions of grandeurYou're something like a canvas
That's been stretched and primed
You can become something priceless
Or you could be a waste of timeI need a meaning, I can get behind
To be alone is to be alive
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To be alone is to be aliveThis is the best time to be alone

To be alone is to be alive
Consider where complaining gets you
To be alone is to be aliveWe're living much too
We're living much too comfortably for me
Keep drifting, keep drifting aimlesslyStay with me, stay with me
We'll stay busy, stay busy
Endless trips to anywhere
To end up where we'll beI need a meaning, I can get behind
To be alone is to be alive
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To be alone is to be aliveThis is the best time to be alone
To be alone is to be alive
Consider where complaining gets you
To be alone is to be alive
Songwriters
Brian Deneeve;Joshua Newton;Francis MarkPublished by
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