Crying out hypocrisy
When all know that no one really cares
We live our lives and pay our fares
Few words can and will not change
Things long forgotten in rusty chains
Down in the basement, in the dark
In a place where no one walks
Without hiding their footprints
Mental genocide in three-sixty turns
May it come, none of their concern
Indifference praised by crystal gods
All bets are off against the odds
And still I wait
For the day on which fish
Start ignoring the bait
Don't we all wish
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