The world we know is living
In a hand-me-down shoe, a hand-me-down shoe
And don't you know that the shoe don't fit
Maybe there's a hole in it
We can't walk so we must sit while the world goes on and on
Living in a hand-me-down shoe
The world we know is thinking
With a hand-me-down brain, hand-me-down brain
Insane because it bubbles like the rain, causes puddles
Maybe there's no soul to it
We can't walk so we must sit while the world goes on and on
Living with a hand-me-down brain
Can't cha tell that everybody's leavin', dyin' everyday
Tryin' to get just anywhere as long as it's away from the world?
The world we know is living
In a hand-me-down shoe, a hand-me-down shoe
And don't you know that the shoe don't fit
Maybe there's a hole in it
We can't walk so we must sit while the world goes on and on
Living in a hand-me-down shoe
Writer(s): Tyrone Taylor, Carl Anders Bjorn Colt
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