Just to get a rise, flippant and free
with your words and your lies bringing up the greed
each worry and care you throw to the wind
just to get a laugh, to speak rhetoric again

Bringing out your cries and lifting up your lambs
When will you stop? What's the end to your plans?
Dissonant and unsatisfied you forget what you hear
if it disagrees then it's in one out the other ear

uncaring and without, you leave others behind
so focused on your ideals, you drop it all to find
that at the end of the road you're hungry still
and nothing can bring you joy or thrill

Last updated: 2015-5-30

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