Lyrics

Took up my calling, the thing I’ve been longing to do
Trying to make a dream come true

Wish I had a reason, for every reason I see in my head that my dream isn’t dead

‘Cause is there any truth, to one and one is two?
Or is it just a clue?
That pulls you in and bends you backward?

Is there any use, to what I’ve been trying to do?
Or is it all just used,
Used information?

That a billion people
Before my time
Had a dream as equal
Or greater than mine

Just wanna make the most of my time
‘Cause it’s mine, and you use yours so well you define
what I am, and am not, in my head

But what can I do?
I’m not you, and you’re not me, and I would bleed if I took your lead

Is there any truth
To one and one is two?
Or will I be black and blue, asking for my brother’s money

Is there any use, to what I’ve been trying to prove?
Or is it all just used,
Used information

Is there any truth, to one and one is two?
Or is it just a clue, to see if you can measure up to
Everything that everyone, seems to be running from again and again
With their used information?

I could count my blessings, and work at a desk
But I tried that before this, and it’s full of regret I said no more

All I’d have is

Used information
Used information
Used information