Текст песни Phoenix

You wonder where all the good times have gone
You wonder how it all fell through
Maybe you don't really mind

You see the world as a cold hologram
But your heart beats willingly
Don't you need to know

That your life is meaningful and free

Put your pride to rest
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And rise like a phoenix
In the fever of your finest hour

You take solace in the things you prize most
You squander them one by one
Maybe you don't really mind

You're quite averse to falling headlong in love
But your heart aches willingly
Don't you need to know

That your life is meaningful and free