standing on shoulders hoping to find what never existed you know it aint easy stumbling blind well this is what you get for now this is what you get and how it hurts own it well you took all your dreams and shot them to space you believed good would come of it yet so unspecific and you fell on your face well this is what you get for now this is what you get and how it hurts own it well you carry the wounded and heal the infected in hopes of healing your own its so unexpected when we all die alone yeah well thats what you get for now this is what you get and how it hurts its what you get its how youre measured its all your pain mixed with so much pleasure its what you get its all youve ever wanted its all youve dreamed and somehow forgotten its what you get your truth and your lies its all you believe and all you deny its all you set free and all you enslave remember your dreams are never thrown away