Drip drop make it stop the pounding in my head and the water goes on
One more one less one little one will not be noticed
A piece of the pie a piece of the puzzle a piece of cake the pieces crumble
Give it all give it up give in give something
Something for nothing when nothing is nothing got to find something amongst all this nothing
Flavor is a taste but taste is a tease one little squeeze one more please
Share with me your secrets but keep your pain within
far behind your window pain no ones looking in
Skeletons in your closet skeletons under the bad skeletons behind flesh and skin skeletons when we are dead
Rivers of blood the river of Styx rivers are polluted rivers we are drinking in
Here to there there to here I have been here before what is it that you hear
Why are you here why were you there why is it that we ask ourselves why do we care
The pin drops in precisely the way that you find it when you are not looking that day
One mans garbage is another man's treasure one person's pleasure is another one's disaster
If money is greed and greed only takes where does it go and how do we get it in the first place
If I were to fall would you still stand would you help me up or just walk away
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