Lyrics I Think a Lot - The Volunteers
I
think
a
lot
about
a
lot
of
things
Maybe
that's
a
problem
I
can't
see
Like
am
I
only
one
whoever
wonders
What
the
world
could
come
to
be
If
everybody
heard
everybody's
words
Maybe
every
one
could
see
See
the
things
that
make
me
feel
like
I
am
worth
the
thought
I
got
no
sleep
last
night
I
feel
the
empty
souls
as
I
am
looking
in
their
eyes
They
cry
black
blood
And
I
am
terrified
But
I
still
I
carry
on
and
We
are
not
alone
If
you
could
see
what
I
mean
You
would
probably
feel
the
same
If
you
could
feel
what
I
felt
You
would
get
a
taste
of
hell
Bitter
hearts
meet
bitter
ends
Lose
the
love
make
bitter
men
You
are
not
alone
I
see
them
all
walking
around
Living
their
lives
To
no
surprise
I
can't
believe
my
eyes
I
haven't
said
a
thing
I
haven't
made
a
sound
That's
so
unlike
me
to
be
the
one
Who
doesn't
even
come
around
How
can
I
expect
these
things
to
change
When
I
don't
even
change
myself
I
feel
all
alone
and
I'm
the
only
one
to
tell
If
you
could
see
what
I
mean
You
would
never
feel
the
same
If
you
could
feel
what
I
felt
You
would
get
a
taste
of
hell
Bitter
hearts
meet
bitter
ends
Lost
the
love
his
will
was
bent
You
are
not
alone
If
you
could
see
what
I
mean
You
would
never
feel
the
same
If
you
could
feel
what
I
felt
You
would
get
a
taste
of
hell
Bitter
hearts
meet
bitter
ends
Lost
the
love
his
will
was
bent
You
are
not
alone
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