Letras
It's been a decade of trade-offs
Of try myself or let others try
What sort of win is there waiting
For prima donnas like me to find
Standing all night in line?
It's been a decade of record stores
Hordes of failing new wave careers
What lengths we're going to just to find
Exactly what we don't want to hear
With all our well-trained ears
It's been a decade of lives I've left
Twenty months behind when I've gone
If I've been missing expect the worst
That I won't be gone long