When the starting line is too far to even see

And there's no hope of getting anywhere close to what you would like to be

Beads of sweat connect to make a puzzle of your face

All the laughter surrounding you tastes like double-[?] insults

And you've never been the one to make a mockery of hope

But you've become so fucking sarcastic that you start to believe yourself

All illusions and novelty items bеcome so precious

Diamonds dangling from dollar find dreams

[Fast]

That's not been a population of ballеrinas

And every step we've taken hasn't been a beautiful one

All we ever did was keep following the paces of a dominant history edited for comfort

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That's not been a population of ballerinas

And every step we've taken hasn't been a beautiful one

All we ever did was keep following the paces of a dominant history edited for comfort

Sit still in landfills called cities

Maybe you'll see Virgin Mary on a brick wall

Futures die fast with hamsters and goldfish

Fake flowers are the most reliable friends you have

When the starting line is too far to see

And the hope of getting there has become diseased

When your friends [?] fingers and sit on TV

And the world is [?]