Huddled in a hallway making secret mindless chatter

A finger that points at you and the giggles that come after

Spreading all the latest news, those Lilliputians

Find their strength in number

Walk towards a noisy room, deathly quiet when you enter

Look across those shallow eyes that turn and smuggly whisper

Wait your turn in line, but the teller

Shuts his wicket on your number

Had enough of this, small talk

The most useless information

Small talk, making worse my situation

In ignorance grows, way out of control

When you're the last to know

Mutated seeds that snowball down the biggest mountains

Contaminated water flowing from never ending fountains

And it's carried on by all the empty lives

Living someone else's

Had enough of this small talk