There are no refugees from a victimless crime
This I know
Only shadows and fragments of people and places
I've known
You claim you want to stay, give it a few days
Aimless yearning, you can surely see
It should feel good; it does not
It should feel good; it does not
How does it feel to be a problem
To be a thorn in the side?
There are no refugees from a victimless crime
This I know
Only shadows and fragments of people and places
I've known
We're told to c**tivate
Focus on the traits
That maximize our value
On the cold and hard terrain
Of the modern marketplace
It should feel good; it does not
It should feel good; it does not
How does it feel to be a problem
To be a thorn in the side?
And oh, it is my first day back
Oh, it is my first day back
There are no refugees from a victimless crime
It should feel good; it does not
It should feel good; it does not
How does it feel to be a problem
To be a thorn in the side?
This I know
Only shadows and fragments of people and places
I've known
You claim you want to stay, give it a few days
Aimless yearning, you can surely see
It should feel good; it does not
It should feel good; it does not
How does it feel to be a problem
To be a thorn in the side?
There are no refugees from a victimless crime
This I know
Only shadows and fragments of people and places
I've known
We're told to c**tivate
Focus on the traits
That maximize our value
On the cold and hard terrain
Of the modern marketplace
It should feel good; it does not
It should feel good; it does not
How does it feel to be a problem
To be a thorn in the side?
And oh, it is my first day back
Oh, it is my first day back
There are no refugees from a victimless crime
It should feel good; it does not
It should feel good; it does not
How does it feel to be a problem
To be a thorn in the side?