When
fools rush in
Something
is wrong
The
mind is hungry
Anything
to stay
When
fools rush in
Listening
to the fake gossip
Into
the tentacles of greed
Leaving
traces of lost dreams
When
fools rush in
Forget
about lessons learned
The
smell of greed taking toll
The
illusion of the fake
When
fools rush in
The
pyramid steps of gold
Rushing
to the top
It's
the crying loudly shame
There
is nothing but emptiness
The
fast field of desert and dying smell
When
fools rush in
Nothing
is good but broken dreams
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