The
wall has cracked
The
lines are visible now
It
is a matter of pressure
It
will start to crumble
The
heavy loads of sin
The
filth stacked up high
The
weight has weighed in
The
dust keep falling down
The
eyes never see
The
brain fails to register
The
fans keep whirring
“I
am falling! I am falling!”
The
black dogs keep barking
They
don't want to lose the meat bones
Yet
they feel a sense of loss
The
crooks never listen
The
crooks keep piling up
The
stacked up too heavy to hold
The
wall can't take the load
The
cracks are visible waiting to fall
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