hope springs eternal
but when all hope is lost and we’ve still got forever
then who’ll figure the cost?
you never want to admit it
the blind leading the blind
the illusion of progress and there’s nothing new to find
while we’re waiting for everything to burn to the ground
wonder if there’s any way to turn any of this around
or is it already over now?
hours feel like seconds, the sky’s getting dark
turning into something cold and floating around like stars
being smug is easy with your thumb on the scale
once you rig the system it gets hard to fail
why bother with figures and concrete facts
when you can drive the message home in a blitz attack?
and never want to find a way out of it now.
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