Why us?
Why not someone else? Why us?
The cameras are turning off
Our lights so run away
And this just feels like
Spinning plates
Our bodies floating down the muddy river
While you make pretty speeches
I'm being cut to shreds
You feed me to the lions-
A delicate balance
When this just feels like
Spinning plates
I'm living in Cloud Cuckoo Land
When this just feels like
Spinning plates
Our bodies floating down a
Muddy river
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Why us?
