It seems it ends as it begins –
Given the gift of life, we fight
All that matters is if you’re rich or poor
So misguided
But few are satisfied either way
Not everyone lives in your perfect little world
It’s overpopulated and conjugated
For all the wrong reasons
Pay no attention
Never speaking,
Only looking within,
There’s nothing left to say
The loss of life doesn’t seem
To remind you of anything,
But it sure scares you
Your invitation isn’t accepted,
It’s not worth showing up to be rejected
To be done wrong is something
That sticks in your mind
Pay no attention
Never speaking,
Only looking within,
There’s nothing left to say
So calm,
Never stumbling over heartless words;
You’re so quick to vanish
So tell me how
To be just like you,
On second thought,
I think I’m happier now
You’re a prescription for creating sorrow,
So addicted to the green,
You can’t live without it.
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