Somehow I've come to believe.
This isn't how it used to be.
Tell me where we have achieved.
All this bickering I truely can't see.
Water. Water.
Water, over my head, over my head I can not breathe.
Close ...
Used to dream but not anymore
Not all of us can choose to ignore
Stuck in here for the encore.
Water. Water.
Water, over my head, over my head I can not breathe.
And when the??? came
it's in the evening rain.
You say it's all the same
but I can taste the shame.
And so the fires burn??????
And it goes on and on again.

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