A splash and the image is distorted
And it takes some time to heal
But before you know it's started
Like an ever spinning wheel
Same old questions haunt my mind
Answers, not just yet
When will I wake up and find
That i am done paying my debts?
Somehow I'm alone on the street
Though people and cars fly by
They are all just dancing to the beat
Of another flowing lie
I get nudged, pushed and shoved
Strangely I'm thankful for the pain
For when I'm cut, I'll know I'm cut
And that shows i can feel, even the cool rain...
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