Put
the lid on the can
It
doesn't bring us anywhere
It
brings us to the sorry state of affairs
We
keep reading it in our prime time
Don't
you see it?
The
hollowness ringing through
It
doesn't bring us the faith
It
makes us looking so bad
Put
the lid on the can
You
hear it right
You
don't need to explain
It
is just lies in our ears
The
worms dancing in the light
Smelling
the good air showing us its smell
We
don't need to see it anymore
We
hear the lies in the air
Put
the lid on the can
We
don't want to feel bad
It
doesn't bring us anywhere
It
brings us to the sorry state of affairs
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