There's little left to fight except the demons inside
A pandemonium of pride
The measure of the man, as seen on TV
All the things that you could be
Just tyring to be advert man
You don't have to dream to get there
But it's harder than it seems to get there
Everyone needs something to aim for
It isn't life or death, I'm not searching a soul
Trying to plug an absent hole
But it's meaningful to me, trying to find the line
See how I am defined
All the people that I need to see now
All the places that I need to be now
Did the time slip by whn I looked the other way
Thin of tomorrow when I should be thinking of today
The measure of the man, as seen on TV
All the things that you could be
Writer(s): Tomoyasu Hotei, Michael Edwards
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