How can you start out
when you don't know who you are
You don't know who you want to be
You say you've got to make it happen, oh
And how can you look on
And you can't believe (request for lyrics)
So we'll swallow you alive
And just when you think you've made it
They give you 10 million reasons not to live your life
Lost souls, low tones
I'll give them back to my record player
Lost souls, low tones
I"ll give them back to my record player now
And how can you go on
As you take (request for lyrics)
And you think that you are safe
As you stumble back to your place
But how will you make out
When you don't even know who you are
You don't know who you want to be
You say you've got to make it happen
The reasons that you've made it
are because of me
Lost souls, low tones
I'll give them back to my record player
Lost souls, low tones
I'll give them back to my record player now
Lost souls, low tones
I'll give them back to my record player
Lost souls, low tones
I'll give them back to my record player
Lost souls, low tones
I'll give them back to my record player
Lost souls, low tones
I'll give them back to my record player
