and the band plays on
as we all sink below
scratching nothing
no surface
while ones heart lays dying on the floor
and our eyes hide nothing
not the lies
not our soul
which we've sacrificed for nothing
because our wants are for nothing
but one begs for a life
and her crys are unheard
beneath the city's light
and traffic jams
all bustle no hustle
because we drive around in circles
the ring around the rosy
like children
we fall
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